Facade of Love

Chapter 27

Chapter 27 I Think I’m Sick

Idris held his phone as his dark eyes bored into me. He did not answer it. I had no clue what he was thinking, but Moore seemed determined to get through to him. If he did not pick up, she would

simply keep calling.

Finally, he could not resist any longer. He answered the call. I had no idea what was said on the other

end of the line.

He got out of bed, went to the closet, and emerged in different clothes. I lay in bed, silently watching him hurriedly grab his coat and head out.

I watched him leave in silence, all expectations in my heart crumbling. My heart was filled with bitterness and self–mockery.

As Idris reached the bedroom door, he seemed to remember that I was his wife. He paused, looked back at me, and said, “Moore’s scared of thunder. Sorry, I need to go to her. You should get some

rest.”

I did not respond. Anyway, he left too quickly to catch anything I might have wanted to say.

The thunder outside grew increasingly loud. I clutched the blanket tightly as the sound echoed through the empty bedroom, its reverberations lingering for a long time.

Moore was afraid of thunder, he said?

her face them alone. He

her.

I would see were the

cruel memories and my current heartache were too much. They made my entire b*dy ache. I reopened the previously–closed window and

had found over the last five years to alleviate

was sick.

bedroom door was pushed open again, I had already been

He

window and punishing myself, his expression changed drastically. He strode toward me, his handsome face dark and violent, looking almost as if he

me back from the balcony and

face frozen, unable to show any expression. I wanted to smile at

bloodshot. He roughly pulled me into the bathroom without answering me, and unceremoniously twisted the switch for the shower, letting the hot

My voice was

myself.”

at me and sneered. “Is there anything

my b*dy a little. I looked at him and said,

bath.”

almost devoured me. I could tell that my earlier self–harm had angered him. Thankfully, he was well–mannered enough that he

when angry.

cold glance before finally leaving the

managed to regain some warmth in my b*dy. I stepped out of the bathroom

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