Facade of Love

Chapter 121 My Illness

I nodded, ready to head back to the kitchen for dinner.

Maxwell stopped me, looking serious, and asked, “Are you serious this time?”

I nodded again, puzzled by his reaction, and could not help but ask, “What’s wrong with you? My divorce from Idris doesn’t concern you, does it?”

He hummed in response, taking a deep breath. “It’s hugely relevant. If you get divorced, I’ll have to take care of you for the rest of my life.”

I frowned, finding his words odd, and retorted, “What are you thinking? My divorce is my business. You’re the CEO of Scott Corporation, not my dad. Why would you need to take care of me for life?”

After saying this, I glanced at Zoe, who was busy by the dining table, and playfully nudged his arm. What do you think of Zoe?”

He looked bewildered. “What do you mean? We’re discussing your affairs, and I heard your phone call

earlier. I need to go with you to Macamer.

“No!” I blurted out, saying, “If you go to Macamer with me, who will manage Scott Corporation? Your absence at Scott Corporation defeats the purpose of my trip to Macamer. Maxwell, don’t hold me back.

He opened his mouth to say something, but Zoe interrupted us by running out. Seeing us talking, she anked curiously, “What are you two discussing? Dinner’s ready. Let’s eat and talk.”

With that, she pulled both Maxwell and me into the hall, whether he wanted to or not.

After dinner, I returned to my room and called Uncle Marcus to arrange my trip to Macamer.

When my mother arrived, she found me daydreaming by the window, with the balcony doors open and the cold wind filling the room.

you doing? Don’t you know you just had a miscarriage? Do you not want

closed all the windows, turned on the heater, and made me sit

you get frostbite?” she fretted, checking me over for any signs of freezing and looking

she was worried, I shook my head

to say, let it out. Don’t keep it inside. Never

and reassured her, “Mom, I really am fine. I just wanted to clear

I had gotten used to dealing with problems like this. I only felt better after enduring some physical hardship.

method, I had no other

held her

I

nodded and smiled at her.

beside me for a while. I knew she was worried

off on the chaise

me asleep, she finally stopped talking. She pulled the blanket over me

a while, she seemed to get

illness seems to have…” Her voice faded with the closing door.

on the chaise lounge, slowly opening

My illness…

for five years, and living with Idris these past two

not sleep well

me off at the airport and I met with Officer Jackson, he watched as

looked at me and said, “I’ve arranged for someone in Macarner to meet us, so don’t worry too much.”

Jackson, you don’t have to worry about me. I have my own matters in Macamer too. This trip is for