Facade of Love

Chapter 38 Funeral Arrangements

I was not sure about my conjecture and dared not jump to conclusions.

Then again, even if Moore twisted the truth to get together with Idris, the fact that they were together was real. They had indeed been together, and now it seemed that Idris truly loved her. No matter what she had used to make Idris fall in love with her five years ago, the fact that they were in love now was true.

I had forced myself to forget the events of five years ago, so how could Idris not have forgotten them as well?

The next morning, the phone started to frantically ring.

The noise woke me up. I was still groggy as I answered, “Hello?”

“Yvette, come to the Youngs‘ old manor immediately!” Madam Young’s stern voice came through, her tone an icy command.

Once I recognized it was Madam Young, my sleepiness vanished. I was about to speak when I heard the beep of the phone hanging up.

What happened?

A bit dazed, I paused with my phone before

re I got up from the bed to get ready and go to the old manor.

However, before I could even get out of bed, my phone rang again. It was Sweety. I answered, and before I could say a word, an anxious voice came through, “Yvette, where are you now? Are you alright?”

even more puzzled and asked

from five years ago, and it’s trending now. The media is all over it. I just found out

the past had been leaked, and with netizens speculating and exaggerating the facts, my

are too much, judging without knowing the true

and slandered me, thinking I had eloped and deserved what came to me, while others felt I was a victim who should not be attacked after escaping death, urging other netizens to be kind. All in all, there were both good and

Sweety on the phone, “It’s okay. People will say what they want to say. You go ahead with your work. I have something to

my mother popped

her sobbing and frantic voice, “Yvette, come to the hospital quickly. Your

weak. Without waiting to find out what had happened, I

Outside the emergency room

them,

how’s Dad?” I approached and

me, my mother grabbed my hand tightly with tears swirling in her eyes. Her voice choked up, “He was fine when I left this morning, but when I came back, I found him vomiting a lot of

spoke, she began to cry

door to the emergency room opened, and a female doctor in a white coat came out. She looked around at

Chapter 38 Funeral Arrangements

“Who is the patient’s daughter, Yvette? Come

bewildered, then turned to the doctor. “Doctor, how’s my husband? He’s okay,

My

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said, “The patient suffered a shock. His liver and gallbladder ruptured,