Facade of Love

Chapter 107 It’s Over

“Sorry… I did not realize…” Idris’s voice was a low rumble, thick with regret.

I kept my eyes shut, silent.

He held my hand, a little warmth in his touch, but I pulled away, dodging hist

grasp.

Maybe I was just being oversensitive, but I could swear he tensed up right then.

“Yvette,” he tried again, “we’ll have kids someday…”

My eyes shot open, a storm of anger and bitterness swirling inside, but I just stared at him, wordless. He looked like he had been through the wringer, his face. drawn, stubble shadowing his l*ps, looking all kinds of rough.

“Idris, you killed your own child!” I let the words out, staring him down, each one deliberate and heavy.

He just looked back at me, his dark eyes a whirlpool of pain and guilt, bloodshot and silent.

a shaky breath, and pressed a hand to the ache in my chest. “Just go, and don’t come back. I can’t bear to

his voice rough with emotion. “Yvette,

Get out!” I yelled, my voice filled with a mix of fury

his deep–set eyes locked on mine. and his voice still rough. “I’m not going anywhere. If you’re angry, go ahead and hit me. You

I could find and threw it at him, only realizing it was a hot

the full brunt of the impact. The kettle shattered, calding water splashing across his face and b*dy, but he

my mother and Maxwell running. They were relleved to

kettle on the floor and Idris,

voice was a calm contrast to the chaos. “Are you feeling any

to yank my hand away, but he held on with an

in the slightest. Seeing him stubbornly refusing to let go, I grabbed a paring knife from the counter and

Mom’s scream pierced the

shocked into action, pulling me back from

wince, his dark eyes still on me, betraying no sign of

Maxwell exclaimed, looking at Idris’s bleeding hand. He yanked him up and bellowed for a doctor.

my thoughts. My mom watched me, her eyes wide with lingering fear. It took her a moment to find her voice. “Yvette,

turned to face her. “Can you get in touch with Dad’s