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.

shaky breath, and pressed a hand to the ache in my chest. “Just

voice rough with emotion. “Yvette,

out!” I yelled, my voice filled with a mix of fury and despair.

rough. “I’m not going anywhere. If you’re angry,

and threw it at him, only realizing it was a hot water

calding water splashing across his face and b*dy, but he stood his ground, gripping my hand all the while, his gaze

and Maxwell running. They were relleved to find

kettle on the floor

eyes still fixed on me. His voice was a

his scalded skin. I tried to yank my hand away, but he held on with an iron grip.

refusing to let go, I grabbed a paring knife from the counter and stabbed it into

Mom’s scream pierced the

action, pulling me back

wince, his dark eyes still

Idris’s bleeding hand. He yanked him up and bellowed

practically yanked out of the room, leaving me alone with my thoughts. My mom watched me, her eyes wide with lingering fear. It took her a moment to

her. “Can you get in touch with Dad’s old lawyer? I need him to help me