Facade of Love

Chapter 93 Driven Out of Scott Residence

In the courtyard, a cold wind howled, and I stood there, at a loss.

After standing in the yard for a while, I finally entered the villa. All that talk, and it was back to square one because of a child.

Inside the villa, Moore’s belongings were placed in the living room. She had changed her clothes, and my mother sat there with a stern face, utterly silent.

When Idris returned to the villa, Moore approached him, her eyes red with tears.

She did not say anything, but her look clearly showed she felt wronged.

Seeing her like this, Idris frowned and asked, “What’s wrong?” His eyes briefly swept over her packed–up belongings.

Tears welling in her eyes, Moore choked up and said to Idris, “Iddy, I… I don’t have a home anymore.”

Idris frowned as he looked toward my mother with dark, questioning eyes.

instead. Seeing my face. red from the cold, she wrapped the cloak she had prepared

mother and Moore’s unusual behavior. Looking at my mother, I

mother patted my hand, signaling that everything was okay, then looked at Idris and Moore and calmly said, “I’ve said what needed to be said. Moore, I’ve raised you for over twenty years. The Scotts have never mistreated you, nor do we owe you anything. From now on, you’re no longer a part of the Scott family.” Then she looked at Idris and continued, “Idris, as for your affairs with Yvette, ast an elder, I shouldn’t interfere. But as a mother, I can’t stand to see my child wronged. When we entrusted Yvette to you, we hoped you would treat her well. But now, it seems you might not be able to do that. I don’t blame you. Since you have someone else you want to take care of, Yvette will no longer have anything to do with you. In relationships, it’s most

had said all that needed to be said and

she said to my możne

the Scotts, I will abide by your arrangement. But I really haven’t done. anything wrong to Yvette with Iddy. You misunderstand me and

can endure that, but Iddy has done nothing wrong. You can’t treat him this

but I held her back, stood up, and looked at Moore. “Moore, are

expression darkened. “What do you mean?”

said, “Stop the act now. Otherwise,

at Idris. I met his somber gaze, and without saying more, I turned and went upstairs.

else would she have found a reason to cling to Idris? Her fake crying was

while when I heard the sound of a car leaving the yard.

Knock, knock!

at my