Facade of Love

Chapter 22 He Protected Her

Charles frowned, saying, “Ms. Moore, all the rooms in this house are the same size. The room you want to stay in belongs to Mrs. Young. Her belongings are already there. You’re making this difficult

for us.”

“Mrs. Young, huh? You say her name as if you’re so familiar with her” Moore scoffed. “I want to stay in that room. If you don’t agree to my request, I’ll have Madam Young come over to talk to you.”

With that, she made a move to leave.

Charles, uncertain of what to do, instinctively blocked her. Seeing this, Moore became even more arrogant. “So? Are you stopping me from leaving the room?”

Charles could not make the decision but he did not want to offend her either. He looked visibly

troubled.

I leaned against the wooden door with arms folded and spoke softly, “Let her have it.”

Hearing my voice, both turned to look at me. Charles seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

Meanwhile, Moore was blatantly arrogant. She could not be bothered to put on an act with me when

Idris was not around, and said, “I’m certainly settled down in the Youngs‘ residence. Yvette, what does it matter if you’re pregnant? Because of your dirty past, Madam Young is disgusted by you and

doesn’t want you to tarnish this house’s name.”

they had numbed over time. I remained expressionless

Youngs‘ true daughter–in–law. As for you, you’re just a child–bearing machine kept in the Youngs‘ inner circle. Do you know what women like

faintly. “You’re not even good enough to be a

Moore was quick–tempered and got even angrier when she could not win with words. She merely

more and more like a clown

pushed me when I least expected it, saying

hell!”

the house were not high, but falling

grabbed the

my suppressed anger flared up, fueled by her actions. I narrowed my eyes, grabbed her, and pushed her to the edge of the steps, shouting, “Moore Scott, don’t

seven–centimeter heels, clearly understanding that if I pushed her, the child in

take a hard

spoke with a threatening tone, “Try and hurt me again if you

to scream but retained her defiant

someone. I almost fell,

are you alright?” Charles asked as

then looked back at Idris, who was

of

hates me? She almost pushed me down those steps!

silently

at me, his face tense, seemingly controlling his emotions. He spoke in a low voice, “If you have grievances, take them

words were spoken lightly, but they hurt like the stab

let the woman he