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.

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

had nothing to talk about,

the blue, he

said it so casually, as if stating a

for a moment, and it took me a while to understand. Was he trying to explain why

the road ahead, and asked, “So, you plan

fell into a moment of silence. After what felt like an eternity, he finally said, “I will keep her

to escape, but it

Silence fell again.

sense of gratitude and despising

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

explanation for

again, gripping the

Nothing more.

and said, “If you’re not satisfied, I don’t

Always Playing the

few more times.”

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might be willing to

thought I had said something to upset him, but I couldn’t think of what it could have been. Why was he

look at me

He cut me off.

head really