Facade of Love

Chapter 2 I Made The Police Report

Two hours later, outside the police station.

“Yvette, I swear nothing happened between Iddy and I. I wasn’t feeling well, so I called him to ask him to bring me some medicine. I don’t know why the police suddenly barged in and dragged us to the station.” Moore looked at me, looking quite pitiable and heart–wrenching.

I looked at her, nodded, and smiled slightly. “It’s fine. Since it’s a misunderstanding, you should go back home and rest. I’ve called you a taxi. It’s quite late, so Iddy and I can’t send you back.”

Seeing no anger in my face, she glanced at Idris. He was as cold as always. Seeing this, she said nothing more and left.

I had driven to the station. After Moore left, I did not wait for the man beside me before making a beeline to my car and settling into the passenger seat. It was already four in the morning, and I was sleepy, so I wanted to take a nap in the car.

Before I could get comfortable, the man in the driver’s seat asked, “Did you call the police?”

His voice was low and a little chilly.

“Yes,” I responded, too sleepy to even look at him.

“Why?” He did not start the car. He did not seem to be planning to leave.

I rubbed my temples to try to wake myself up and looked at him, somewhat irritated. “You woke me up in the middle of the night. How could I let that slide?”

His handsome eyebrows slightly furrowed as he looked at me incredulously. “We woke you up?”

his puzzled look, I was a bit surprised. Apparently, he did not know about the call

1. me.

I closed my eyes to go to

things were

did not ask more questions and

The next day.

not slept all night, so I took the day off to catch

and turned on my phone, which had been switched off.

work,

back, my phone vibrated. It was her calling

the

other end. “Yvette, are you free? Can we

I responded, sprawled on the

Moore was quiet.

to Clearwater Residence to look for you,” she said before quickly

Fifteen minutes later…

day over thirty, standing outside my door and dressed in a long,

at her, I raised an eyebrow and said, “You got here

bought a villa next to yours for me. It’s not

to me, Moore continued, “Idris bought this house three years ago. He said he wanted to make it our marital home, so the style and decorations were all done

nodding slightly. “You’ve always had good taste, Moore, but after living