Facade of Love

Chapter 26 Can You Not Go?

Seeing that he had almost finished eating, I spoke up. “You don’t need to spend too much time on me. For now, I won’t bring up divorce, and I’ll take good care of… the child in my belly. As for the old manor, since Madam Young told me not to come again, I won’t provoke Moore unless she starts trouble with me. At least not until she gives birth to the child.”

He put down his utensils and looked at me calmly. He did not show much emotion as he seemed to take in my words, merely replying with a neutral ‘hmm‘, without adding anything else.

After dinner, Idris drove me back to Clearwater Residence. I should have gone to the office, but since I had not slept the previous night, I decided to take a bath and get some rest.

When I came out of the bathroom, I was surprised to see Idris, who should have already left, sitting on the armchair looking at his tablet. It looked like he was dealing with work. I could not help but frown. Considering how busy he was, should he not be at the office?

Hearing the noise, he looked up at me. We locked eyes. Although I was in my pajamas, I still felt uncomfortable and turned away, focusing on drying my hair.

However, the towel was taken out of my hands, and I was pushed onto the armchair. Idris stood beside me and skillfully began to dry my hair.

I wanted to move away, but he held me down. “Don’t move.”

I had never been able to handle his intimate gestures.

I stood up, avoiding his touch. Disregarding his surprise, I calmly asked, “Aren’t you going to Young Corporation today?”

He pursed his l*ps, looked at me, and spoke in a somewhat reserved tone, “Don’t want me around?”

come to Clearwater Residence

was expressionless, hard to read. After a while, he finally said,

got a call, and from the way he replied, it seemed like Ensio called him about work. After taking

After drying my

Lake City had come suddenly, accompanied by thunder, making the temperature drop even further. I

the window, but as I was about to lie down again, the bedroom door was pushed open. I

standing barefoot beside the bed looking surprised, he

and asked.

him why he came here instead of going to the old manor to take care

into his pajamas and lay beside me, his arm around my waist and his palm resting on my belly. Realizing something was off, I frowned and tried to move his

you think

or

question, so I just said, “We’ll find out later.” Whether it was a boy or a girl would

really looking forward to the

expression unusually gentle. “This is

my suppressed feelings for him were starting to flare

the bedside table

phone and took the call, about to get out