Facade of Love

Chapter 156 Have We Met Before, Five Years Ago?

Moore’s face was a mask of doubt as she gazed at me, clueless. Then Idris, who had been chatting with Ensio by the stairs, heard my cry and rushed over, quickly helping me to my feet.

Moore froze at the sight of Idris, and it took her a moment to find her words, “Iddy, you…

Once I was steady, Idris’s gaze shifted to Moore, his expression unreadable. He simply instructed Ensio, “Take Ms. Scott home.

He was not talking about me.

Ensio nodded, approached Moore with a formal air, and said, “Ms. Scott, let’s get you home.”

A look of disbelief and panic crossed Moore’s face. “Iddy, what I just said…”

“I heard everything you said,” Idris cut in, his voice steady and detached as he looked at her with indifference. “I’m not getting a divorce.”

The words hit the air with a force that left both Moore and me frozen in place. I bet Moore never saw it

coming–Idris telling her off with such raw honesty.

He was basically spelling it out for her: no divorce was in the cards, so she had better not get any wild

ideas.

eyes brimming with unshed tears. She tried to speak, but

words came out.

that perfect awkward moment to chime in,

shuffled away, head down, like a chicken after

to hear Idris’s voice, deep and

head, silent, and headed for

at him, annoyed, “Mr.

“Do I seem

caught me off guard, reminding me of the harsh words I had thrown at Moore–and that he

was just caught up in the heat of the moment with Moore. Plus, you said it yourself, you’re not

more I tried to explain, the more it

I could. I expected

arched an eyebrow and said coolly, “Cut the act. Fake falls

he was onto me.

me a sidelong glance, a playful smirk on his face, and said slowly, That

his grip, but the guy was strong. No matter how hard I tried, I could not break free. In fact, it only made him hold on

my silence and his tone

not exactly in the friendliest tone.