Facade of Love

Chapter 151 Meeting Sweety

With that, I stood up and headed for the elevator.

Idris was quick on my heels, a slight frown creasing his forehead as he stepped in front of me,

Yvette……”

“Idris!” I blurted out, cutting him off mid–sentence.

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My face was an open book of disappointment as I looked up at him. “Moore dug her own grave. I never went after her, and the only reason I did not end her was out of pity for her unborn kid. If she’s getting torn apart online now, well, she brought it on herself. Idris, I used to think you knew right from wrong, but it turns out you’re just like everyone else.”

I did not even glance at his stormy face as I kept going. “Hurry up and sign the divorce papers, will you? I don’t want anything from you. If you really want to make things right, just sign the papers quickly so we can go our separate ways and never bother each other again.”

When it came to Moore, I knew Idris was spineless from the get–go. I paused, took a deep breath, and locked eyes with him. “And just so you know, if you drag your feet on this divorce, I won’t hold back. You know I don’t let things slide, especially when I’m ticked off. Pregnant or not, about to give birth or not, I’ll make sure she pays for what she’s done.”

in without a second look at Idris and his gloomy face. After everything that had happened, whatever I felt

affection that might have grown from our time together had been completely erased by one letdown after another.

the more you grow to like them. It was not always about liking–it

off, mind and soul. Once you realized it was time to change

moved on.

out of the hospital, I gulped down a breath of fresh

a couple of rings, bubbling with excitement. “Hey there, stranger! Been a while.

Miss me?”

upbeat since… well, since before that incident. A smile tugged at

respond, her voice full of pep. “Let’s grab some tea. I’ll text you the

over now.

was all fired up, and after a quick ‘okay‘ from me, the

of the cab just in time to see her waving from

booth.

all smiles as I walked in. “Been busy?” she asked, sliding over to make room. “Aunt Deb mentioned you’ve been