Facade of Love

Chapter 20 Are You Willing to Do This for the Youngs?

Perhaps our reactions were too strange, as Moore also leaned over to see what was on the ultrasound report. Her delicate face displayed visible signs of panic and fear, and she even lost control of her emotions for a moment, exclaiming sharply, “Pregnant?! How could you be pregnant?”

“Ms. Moore, watch your words,” Mr. Zachary interjected, cutting her off.

Realizing she had overreacted, Moore forced herself to regain composure and turned to Idris with a strained smile. “Yvette being pregnant… is such great news.

She tried to express happiness, but it went against her true feelings, so her smile looked twisted and

hideous.

Idris did not respond to her. He just looked at me and said, “I’ll take you to see Grandma.” After that, he instructed Mr. Zachary to accompany Moore for her check–up and led me out of the hospital.

“Iddy,” Moore’s voice came from behind us as we left the hospital building, but Idris acted as if he had not heard her at all and ushered me into the car.

He remained silent on the way to the old manor. I was still absorbed in the ultrasound report in my hands, unable to understand how I could be two months pregnant, especially when the timing was so close to Moore’s pregnancy.

In the pavilion at the old manor, Madam Young looked at Idris calmly and said, “Alright, I understand. I’ll have a private conversation with Yvette. You go see your uncles.”

moment, Idris glanced at

report and looked at me with her usual gentle expression. “Are you surprised

with certainty. I knew my b*dy, and although I had been confused in the car, seeing Madam Young’s calm expression earlier. and recalling what she had asked me to do

me, still playing with her rosary. Her wrinkled eyebrows lifted slightly as she

l*ps together and said, “Grandma, you should know better than me what this is about. You had Mr. Zachary take me for a check–up for this very

you a fake pregnancy report? You and Iddy are getting

into the pond below the pavilion. The goldfish in the pond quickly swarmed over to grab some

her marry into the Young family. But she still carries the Youngs‘ offspring in her belly, so you need to make

chair, looking at me with her murky yet

and had the doctor give me a fake pregnancy report. You want me to pretend to be pregnant so that when Moore’s child is born, you can tell her that her child has died or met some other accident. Then you can claim

needed to do, can leave the

hands after hearing me out and said, “Yvette Scott, you’re truly a smart one. It’s such a pity. If you

pressed my l*ps together and remained

are you willing

in this, especially since

trouble.