Facade of Love

Chapter 63 Mom Wants Us to Get a Divorce

If possible, my mother probably never wanted to see these two again in her lifetime.

Hearing what I said, Idris pursed his l*ps and began to speak. “On the day of the funeral…”

“Ahhh!” Suddenly, a scream echoed from upstairs.

Without finishing his sentence, Idris dashed upstairs.

I stood there, unable to help but smile bitterly. Idris‘ reactions were extremely attuned to Moore’s needs.

Suppressing the bitterness in my heart, I followed upstairs. On the corridor, Moore was screaming in Idris‘ arms, her voice sounding panicked, “Iddy, there’s a thief in the house!”

The thief she was referring to was, of course, Maxwell, who was wearing only a towel and had most of his b*dy exposed. Startled by her exaggerated reaction, he opened his mouth awkwardly, attempting to explain.

Seeing me behind them, he came over to me, his face flushed with embarrassment. “Sorry, I just wanted to ask if you had a hairdryer. I didn’t expect other people to be in the house.”

and glanced at Moore’s exaggerated reaction and Idris‘ darkened face. I did not say much except to Maxwell.

I went into the bedroom, grabbed a hairdryer for Maxwell, and handed it to him. After taking the hairdryer, Maxwell looked at Moore leaning on Idris, then at Idris‘ stern face, and then at me. He

him a look and

bedroom. However, after a few steps, he turned back to look at Idris and said, “Mr. Young, if I say that the reason I’m bathing here and un–dressed like this is due to a

believe me?”

He did not say a word, but the murderous

and said,

straight from Idris‘ arms and looked at me, saying, “Yvette,

I still fall short when compared to you. Also, Mr. Sanchez has a great physique. If you

Upon being exposed, Moore was so agitated she

her and went

cold, and quickly blocked my path, asking, “Why did you bring Maxwell Sanchez back

I need to report to you whom I bring

a man home to stay the

from outside the door. It was my mother, carrying a cardboard

she said to my mother, “Mom, where’d you