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?”

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

will you handle it?” I looked at him somewhat sarcastically. “Will you ask her to get an abortion? Or will you start a little family with her on the side, where the three

“Yvette, can’t we have a proper

breath, looked at him, and said firmly, “Idris, I’ll definitely divorce you. I’m someone who’s obsessed with keeping things

practically growling my name. “Have I indulged you too much

help but scoff.” Indulge? Mr. Young, you’re really something. We were never more than a fake couple that slept together a few times.

becoming increasingly dark. I knew he was holding back his anger.

off this

in the mountains was a lethal cold, and it shook

heart. I never knew he could

The next day.

the next morning. My clothes were back on, and I had an extra layer: the custom–made black suit