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?”

more puzzled and asked

on the other end paused, then said, “It seems like you don’t know yet, Look at the Lake City news headlines. Someone has brought up your incident from five years ago, and it’s trending now. The media is

and opened the news. Just like Sweety said, the incident from the past had been leaked, and with netizens speculating and exaggerating the facts, my reputation was now

much, judging without knowing the true story,” Sweety’s indignant voice came

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

my l*ps after a quick look through and said to Sweety on the phone, “It’s okay. People will say what they want

but a call from my mother popped up on my screen, and I had

call, and amidst some chaos, I heard her sobbing and frantic voice, “Yvette, come to

Without waiting to find out what had happened,

Outside the emergency room

also there. Seeing them, I subconsciously frowned. When did

how’s Dad?” I approached

choked up, “He was fine when I left this morning, but when I came back, I found him vomiting a lot of blood.

she began

to the emergency room opened, and a female

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said, “Who is the patient’s daughter, Yvette? Come with me.”

turned to the doctor. “Doctor, how’s my husband?

My

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a shock. His liver and gallbladder ruptured, and