Facade of Love

Chapter 50 Always Playing the Favor Card

Idris then turned to Mr. Zachary. “Go back and tell grandma that I’m fine. It’s just a minor scrape. I’ll be alright in a couple of days. It’s nothing serious.”

Mr. Zachary, upon seeing Idris in his current state, hesitated. However, under Idris’s intense and commanding gaze, he nodded and left the room.

“Iddy, you’ve lost so much blood. How can you possibly be okay? I’ll handle the hospital admission. You should stay here for a couple of days. It would put my mind at ease, alright?” Moore pleaded, her arm wrapped around his, her face a mask of worry.

Idris gently unwrapped her arm from his, his expression calm. “There’s no need,” he said

He then turned his gaze towards me, took a couple of steps in my direction, and reassured me, “Don’t worry, I’m fine.”

Hooked up at him. His forehead was wrapped in a bandage due to his wound, but even that did not diminish his regal aura.

“As long as you’re okay,” I replied, not wanting to prolong the conversation, and prepared to leave.

Suddenly, he caught my wrist, his voice low and close to my ear. “I am injured, after all. Won’t you help me get home?”

I bit my l*p, wanting to point out that Moore was still here. Then I thought, I was still his wife, why should I push him onto Moore and upset myself?

It would be better to upset Moore instead and ease my own frustration.

With that thought, I helped him up and said, “Alright, let’s go.”

“Iddy “Moore’s voice trailed off, her face twisted in anger. She called out softly from behind us, but Idris seemed not to hear. He let me help him out of the hospital.

grounds. I glanced in the rearview mirror at Moore, standing at the hospital entrance

quiet. Idris and I had nothing to talk

out of the blue, he said, “I owe her

it so casually, as if stating

a while to understand. Was he

eyes fixed on the road ahead, and asked, “So, you plan to

eternity, he finally said, “I will keep her

laugh threatening to

Silence fell again.

this man’s sense of gratitude and despising his hasty conclusion about who had

She told your father about her pregnancy, begging him on her knees to let

this his explanation for

pressed my l*ps together again, gripping the steering wheel, and

Nothing more.

his l*ps together and said, “If you’re not satisfied, I don’t mind you

Always Playing the Favor

few more times.”

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I could not help but scoff. “Mr. Young, you really shouldn’t be saying that. You might be willing to risk it all for Moore, but

something to upset him, but I couldn’t think of what it could have

me

He cut me off.

your head really is