Facade of Love

Chapter 4

Chapter 4 Past Matters

Idris did not respond as his slightly calloused fingertips grazed the grotesque scar on my abdomen. After a long while, he looked up at me, his dark eyes cold and indifferent. “You’ve never talked to me about your past, have you?”

I pursed my l*ps, avoiding his gaze, and said softly, “That’s all in the past. There’s nothing to talk

about.”

He narrowed his eyes and then pulled his hand away, reverting to his usual dignified demeanor. He elegantly got up, put on his robe, and stood beside the bed looking down at me to say, “You should get

some rest.”

I was stunned for a moment before I realized that he had lost interest and was planning to sleep in the

study.

“Alright.” I usually did not like to probe too much. Things were fine as long as we were both happy.

Seeing him about to leave, I pulled the quilt over myself, ready to sleep. However, after taking a few steps, he suddenly turned around and looked back at me, saying my name in a low voice, “Yvette.”

“Hmm?” I looked at him, waiting for what he would say next.

“Moore is different from you. Don’t give her a hard time in the future.” He spoke little, but his words carried weight.

My b*dy stiffened under the quilt, and my heart skipped a beat.

Was this because I humiliated Moore today?

Pushing aside my discomfort, I simply said, “Fine.”

Bang!

bedroom door slammed shut, and I was left alone in the

ceiling.

already

was more important

On the weekend.

Residence, I was still working overtime

to the news coming from the tense voice on the other end of the phone line, I rushed

face was pale. He looked so much older than the last time I saw him, his eyes more sunken. Moore was attentively

seeing me enter, Kane’s face darkened. He looked at me coldly and

to come see

at my mother, who was not far away. The former was

looked at Kane and asked, “Dad, what did I do

Bang!

some reason, he threw the fruit basket that was beside him at me, glaring angrily. “You don’t know what you’ve done? Yvette Scott, how could I have

can scold her, but why are you trying to hurt

really don’t know what I’ve done wrong, so

shameless?”

my attitude set him off more, as he was breathing heavily now. “Did you call the police to

all

I could not help but scoff and look at him. “Mr. Scott, next time you plan

take

next explosion,

just doesn’t want our family’s dirty laundry to be aired out for everyone to see. The Youngs found out about your sister and Idris and called to say

what does this have to do

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