Facade of Love

Chapter 156

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.

face went ghostly white, her eyes brimming with unshed tears. She tried

words came out.

chime

away, head down, like a chicken after a losing bout in the coop.

to hear Idris’s

and headed for Madam

I frowned at him, annoyed, “Mr. Young, what’s

unreadable, “Do I seem like a

reminding me of the harsh words I had thrown at Moore–and that he

too much into it. I was just caught up in the heat of the moment with Moore. Plus,

I tried to explain, the more it felt off.

I expected him

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

he was onto me.

to argue when he gave me a sidelong glance, a playful

how hard I tried, I could not break free. In fact, it only made him hold on tighter. So, I just clammed up.

his tone got softer. “Yvette,”

not exactly in the friendliest

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