Facade of Love

Chapter 10 Are You Angry?

After leaving the hospital, I realized that going back to Clearwater Residence to sleep was impractical, so I headed straight to the office instead.

Initially, I planned to work, but since I had not slept all night, I just ended up resting in a different location. I slept most of the day in the office and was dragged out for shopping by Sweety in the evening.

Sweety was a girl from a middle–class family and had been a reporter at the local TV station. She had recently returned from a long assignment and was given two weeks off as a reward for her good work.

She liked to visit me at Scott Corporation and drag me around for random outings.

“Yvette, how about we get dinner, go to the spa, and then go to a movie?” She was energetic and had already started planning out our day while stringing me along.

I nodded in agreement. My mood had been terrible for the past few days, and going out seemed like a good idea.

Hence, Sweety and I started our shopping and eating spree.

When Idris called, Sweety and I had just bought our movie tickets and were about to enter the theater.

I saw the caller ID and frowned before answering. “What is it?”

Idris probably heard the background noise on my end and asked in a cold tone, “Where are you?”

“At a movie theater,” I responded, finding a quieter spot near the entrance.

He was silent for half a minute before saying in a somewhat chilly tone, “You’re watching a movie?”

and hummed

be restraining his emotions. “Yvette, I’m at the hospital.” His tone had a hint of

reminding him that it was I who had signed the hospital

pause, he said,

was taken aback and could not help but frown before asking, “Isn’t Moore

it’s inconvenient for you, I can ask Mr. Zachary

over.”

I…

This would only make it obvious to the Youngs

in the hospital, I was at

I asked, “What

the Youngs, but rather that my parents would find out.

fine,” he replied

what was going on and made a face. “You’re not

I nodded.

that even if I can keep you here, I can’t keep your heart. Let me wallow in

hugged her, saying,

goodbye, I left the theater. Idris had probably just gotten out of surgery, so I could not

went back to Clearwater Residence and cooked some, then headed to

lying on the bed, with

some documents. They seemed

done talking. Eventually, Idris saw me and wrapped up