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.

motionless by the window, she panicked and exclaimed, “Yvette, what are you doing? Don’t you know you just had

turned on the heater, and made me sit on the chaise lounge, wrapping me in

me

my head gently. “Mom, I’m fine, don’t

out. Don’t keep it inside. Never do anything to hurt yourself, do you hear me? Your dad’s gone, and if something

I really am fine. I

years, I had gotten used to dealing with problems like this. I only felt

had no other way to alleviate my

so upset, I felt guilty and held her hand. “Mom, I’ll take care

what, remember, I can’t live without you. You can’t ruin yourself,

at

was worried about me. I listened to her until I became

dozed off on the chaise

pulled the blanket over me and sighed softly.

while, she seemed to get up

to have…” Her voice faded with

chaise lounge, slowly opening my

My illness…

for five years, and living with Idris these past two years, life

sleep well that night.

After Maxwell hurriedly dropped me off at the airport and I met with Officer Jackson, he watched as we

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

have to worry about me. I have my own matters in Macamer too.