Facade of Love

Chapter 134 He Can’t Escape

Our eyes met, and though Idris did not speak, the deep frown on his handsome brow was enough to express his anger at that moment.

After a long time, he seemed somewhat resigned as he sighed and said to me, “Yvette, you can hate and resent me for what happened with the child, but I don’t agree with the divorce. Since the moment I married you, I never thought about divorce again. I can stop delving into your past with Lucas and won’t ask further, but I hope that’s the end of it between you two.!!

Looking at him, I furrowed my brows tightly. What did he mean by that? That it was the end between

me and Lucas? What did that mean?

Unable to understand his inexplicable words, I pursed my l*ps and remained silent, not wanting to continue the conversation. I coldly said, “You can’t make decisions for the divorce by yourself.

I did try to fight for our future. When I found out I was pregnant, I even went to Madam Young, 1 wanted to fight for myself, for our child, for a future with Idris.

I had thought that if his inability to let go of Moore was only due to a sense of gratitude, I would

clarify that it was not Moore who saved him back then.

Without Moore, we could go back to how we were before, accustomed to each other, and taking care of each other. I would have the child and live an ordinary married life. I believed that even if he did not love me, he would fulfill his duties as a husband and father. Over time, he would gradually come to love me, and we would build a happy family,

However, when I saw his almost insane behavior toward Moore, I was stunned. When I saw him leave Old Manor holding Moore, I suddenly realized I was deceiving myself. He did not love me, whether I was pregnant or not. Not loving me meant that I was not inside his heart.

had saved him, it was not

best outcome for both of us.

bright with stars, especially before dawn, when the stars were

exhausted. I fell asleep not long after

explosions. Groggily listening to the noise outside, I opened

my eyes.

that there seemed to be a fight outside. Instinctively, I glanced outside the cabin. The sky was already bright, the sun hanging high over the sea, the wind

wrong, I jumped out of bed and ran out, standing on the deck. The yacht where Lucas was detained was ablaze, and Lucas, with a dagger in his hand, was pressing it tightly

a policeman’s

smile on his face, his devilish eyes provocatively looking at Officer Jackson and Idris who were confronting him, taunting, “Gentlemen, fire your guns. Let’s see if your bullets or my knife are faster,

pierced the policeman’s neck, causing blood to flow down the handle. The policeman’s face turned white with fear, looking helplessly and fearfully at Officer Jackson.

Lucas would act rashly, quickly said, “Lucas, let him go, and I’ll let

want to let me go, then prepare a submarine for me.

hurriedly nodded and arranged for

not knowing what had happened, but I guessed that Lucas must have broken free from his

so capable. He was already captured, yet he still had

escape

had already lost so much in finance and manpower in their efforts to catch