Facade of Love

Chapter 83 Hesitation

Madam Young looked at me, her brow slightly furrowed. “What are you doing here?” 1 hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Upon seeing this, Madam Young refrained from asking more questions. Instead, she turned to Moore and said, “Come, accompany me to check on Iddy. He hasn’t been home for quite some time. I’m curious to see just how busy his work is.” With that, she stepped onto the elevator without hesitation.

Moore, of course, had noticed me. Her face fell for a moment, but she quickly regained her composure, following Madam Young into the elevator with a smile.

Given the situation, I realized there was no need for me to go up. I let out a small sigh, turned to leave, and unexpectedly bumped into Ensio who was just coming in.

Upon seeing me, Ensio expressed surprise. “Madam, what brings you here? Are you looking for Mr. Young? He just wrapped up a meeting. I can accompany you upstairs.”

I shook my head, smiling at him. “No need, I was just passing by. Don’t let me disturb him. You go on with your work. I have other matters to attend to, so I’ll be leaving now.” With that, I stepped out of the Young Corporation building.

Seeking out Idris now seemed unnecessary. After all, with both Madam Young and Moore present, I would not have much to say. Besides, with Madam Young’s arrival, Idris would undoubtedly return to the old house tonight.

Despite knowing about Idris and Moore, I could not shake off a sense of discomfort. After all, he was still my husband, and the thought of him caring for a pregnant woman was unsettling.

“Ding ding…” My phone buzzed from inside my bag.

my phone, seeing that it was Idris who had called. I paused, taken aback for a moment. After a few seconds of hesitation, I answered, habitually greeting,

“Are yo

come up?” Idris’s deep, restrained voice echoed

blue reflective glass, obscuring everything else from view.

guess what Grandma and I brought for you? Your favorite crisps,” Moore’s voice echoed from the

forehead. It seemed Madam Young and Moore had already made themselves comfortable in Idris’s

voice from the phone, followed quickly by, “I’ll call you

that, the line

was the

and walked stiffly to my car, a dull ache throbbing in my head. After zoning out in

here alone, my heart

sofa, reality slowly seeped back in. Seeking out Idris at Young Corporation had been a

not been intimate with her, and the

not even sure existed. I had overlooked the difference between responsibility and affection. His explanations were rooted in duty and obligation, not in love.

affection for another, protecting me out of duty and obligation, not love. A man who wants to raise children with me, not because he loves me, but because he feels he

thought he and Moore had a secret affair, so I let go. Now,

my

Idris’s arms. His handsome face loomed over me, startling me. I tried to struggle,