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!

door slammed shut, and I was left alone in the large room, staring blankly at

ceiling.

already

Sleep was more important

On the weekend.

received the call from the Scott Residence, I was still working overtime at the

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

last

looked

to come see

mother, who was not far

of what had happened, I looked at Kane and asked, “Dad, what

Bang!

him at me, glaring angrily. “You

you can scold her, but why are you trying to hurt her?” My mother stepped in front of

and said indifferently, “I really don’t know what I’ve done wrong, so why don’t

shameless?”

as he was breathing heavily now. “Did you call the police

all because of

but scoff and look at him. “Mr. Scott, next time you

I’ll take my leave. I wouldn’t

his next explosion, I left

quickly followed, grabbing my arm and looking worried. “Yvette, your father didn’t mean it. He 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 that it’s inappropriate for families like ours to get the police involved in our business.

raised an eyebrow. “So what does this have to do with me? Is this just because I

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