Facade of Love

Chapter 89

Chapter 89 Signs of Pregnancy

Our eyes locked. Idris’s eyes were a deep, dark black. I could not decipher what he was thinking at that moment, only that there was something more in his gaze that I could not quite grasp.

restaurant is ready. Please join us!” Charles’s voice echoed

“Mr. Young, Mrs. Young, d

through the air.

At the sound of Charles’s voice, Idris released my hand. He did not give me an answer, just glanced at Charles, a silent acknowledgment.

Seeing this, Charles wisely retreated.

Within the vast courtyard, it was just the two of us. The silence was so profound it was almost unsettling.

Unable to wait for his answer. I decided not to prolong this standoff. I pl meal at the restaurant and head back to the Scotts’ place early.

sh my

Idris grabbed my wrist. Seeing this, I frowned, my patience wearing thin. I looke holding back my irritation, and said, “Idris, if you’re not hungry and don’t want to you please let go of me? I want to go eat. Please, let go!”

bit. He responded with a questio that seemed to come out of

taken aback, a bit lost, but it was only for

Me?

love

like I had known the answer for a

seem to matter anymore. After all, what could I do if I said it? Moore was irreplaceable in his heart. If I confessed, I would only be setting myself up for disappointment.

pressed my l*ps together, shrugged off his hand, and said, “Alright, I was just asking you casually. We both know we don’t love each other. Our marriage is nothing more than a business arrangement. Don’t worry, I won’t bother you with such pointless questions

and trotted off toward

washed over me. I felt some relief that I bore no hope for our love, at least

was reserved for family gatherings. The ta enough to seat a small army. It was Madam Young’s birthday banquet, a younger generations had

of the wealthy elite,

the surface, but nob*dy

Idris was

gave me a temporary reprieve from facing

by Mr. Zachary. As soon as she was seated, Mr. Zachary signaled the chef to start serving.

and the dining table was almost silent. I was really hungry, but the atmosphere was so formal that I lost my appetite, even for the

usually loved, for some reason, they smelled

started to churn.

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