Facade of Love

Chapter 5 We’re Husband and Wife

I stopped in my tracks, finding it hard to breathe. My fingertips dug deeply into my palms, and there was a tingling sensation in my scalp.

Moore walked up to me, arms crossed and a mocking look on her face. She continued, “Even after all these years, Dad hasn’t been able to accept you because of your sordid past. Do you think Idris would still let you stay in the Young family if he knew about what happened five years ago?”

Would he?

I had no answer to that.

After a while, I collected myself, my gaze returning to its usual focus. I looked at her coldly and said, ” Moore, I don’t think I could live with myself if I didn’t teach you a lesson right now.‘

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She paused, her eyes widening as she looked at me cautiously. “What… are you planning to do?”

I gave her a faint smile, then my expression turned cold. I walked over to the laboratory window and picked up a cup that a man had just put down. Before Moore could react, I splashed the pale yellow liquid from the cup onto her face. It was not much, but it was enough to disgust her.

“Ahh!!!” Moore could not dodge in time and got a faceful of the cup’s contents. After realizing what the liquid was, she stopped jumping around in front of me and instead ran straight to the restroom, gagging.

Watching her leave lifted my spirits quite a bit. I handed the cup back to the man and said, “Sorry, you might have to do that again.”

The man was still in shock, staring at the empty cup and muttering, “My pee…”

Finally, I felt relieved.

Taking a deep breath, I was about to leave when, upon turning around, I saw a man standing at the entrance of the hall.

Wearing an expensive tailored suit and shiny black leather shoes, his expression was cold and indifferent. Even from a distance, he exuded an air of elegance.

he

walking toward me. He stood before me,

you feel bad for her, you can

softly, grabbed my sleeve, and

own fair hand, I looked up at him and said, “I didn’t touch

on Idris‘ handsome face, clearly showing his disdain. “Go wash your

my hands with a tissue from the reception desk and

I was pulled back after

Young, if

helplessness. “Your

a moment. Was he planning

Outside the ward.

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result in a quarrel, I let Idris go in while I sat outside, lost

beside me and said, “Yvette, your father doesn’t have

I lowered my head and pursed my l*ps

let go

of

was really angry at himself for not protecting you better. You’re the child he cherished. He loves you so much. When the police brought you back all those years ago–skinny, bruised, and battered–your father cried like a

silent, my heart

continued. “Yvette, your father has been strict with

so hard to build up Scott Corporation, just so that even when we’re gone,

hand, her eyes full of