Facade of Love

Chapter 16 He’s Gone Mad

Idris was angry, and so was I. I wanted to vent all the grievances that I had held back for so long.” Idris Young, are you not clear on why I want to divorce you? Moore is pregnant. What do you expect me to do? Continue to turn a blind eye and play pretend with you? Or wait to be kicked out, shaming the Scotts‘ family name in the process?”

I yelled at him, my chest hurting. Yes, I had fallen in love with him. It was a love that developed over a fragmented and difficult two years. Only I knew the pain of having to pull away now.

He paused for a moment, and his brows furrowed. “Moore’s pregnant?” There was surprise and shock in his eyes, and it took him a long time to regain his composure.

Did he not know Moore was pregnant? However, I was only stunned for a moment. Moore would have told him sooner or later anyway. I turned around, preparing to leave.

However, he grabbed my wrist. “Do you want to divorce me because Moore’s pregnant?”

I frowned and tried to shake off his hand, retorting, “Is that not reason enough for a divorce?”

me into his arms, his dark eyes fixed on me. He spoke in a low and restrained voice, ” If it’s because of that, then listen carefully, Yvette. I won’t agree to a divorce. I’ll handle her situation and give

handle it?” I looked at him somewhat sarcastically. “Will you ask her to get an abortion? Or will you start a little

“Yvette, can’t we

denied that the child was his, which was enough to prove that there was no point in us continuing this relationship. I took a breath, looked at him, and said firmly, “Idris, I’ll definitely divorce you. I’m someone who’s obsessed with keeping things clean, and I find all this business dirty. If Moore treasures you so much, then I don’t want you anymore. I wish you guys

gripped my hand, practically growling my name. “Have I

looked into his cold eyes and could not help but scoff.” Indulge? Mr. Young, you’re really something. We were never more than a fake couple that slept together a few times. You’ve really taken your role as a husband

moonlight was becoming increasingly dark. I knew he was holding back his anger. Well, what did it matter? I did not care. I shook off his hand.

off

irrational an angered man could become. Night in the mountains was a lethal cold, and it shook my heart. I

heart. I never knew

The next day.

back on, and I had an extra layer: the custom–made black suit Idris had