Facade of Love

Chapter 93

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.

him but turned her gaze to me instead. Seeing my face. red from the cold, she wrapped the cloak she had prepared around me

behavior. Looking at my mother, I asked,

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 dignified to part on good terms. I’m sure you know this. Thank you for taking care of Yvette these past two years. I will communicate with Madam Young on this matter. You won’t be staying the

had said all that needed

said to my możne

by your arrangement. But I really haven’t done. anything wrong to Yvette with

can endure that, but Iddy has done nothing wrong.

about to say something, but I held her back, stood up, and looked at

darkened. “What do you mean?”

smiled faintly and indifferently said, “Stop the act now. Otherwise, you’ll miss

gaze, and without

cling to Idris? Her fake crying was just to make herself seem

when I heard the sound of a car

Knock, knock!

knock at my bedroom door.

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