Facade of Love

Chapter 161 He’s Agreed to a Divorce

Emily chuckled at the suggestion. “Is it really the hot spot now? Ash has been on my case to take her there, but I’ve been swamped. I told her to wait for her dad to come back and take her.” Ash was Emily and Liam’s daughter’s nickname. She was gearing up for junior high and buried in schoolwork most

days.

Liam’s face broke into a warm, indulgent smile. “If she’s keen on going, then let’s make it happen.” He then turned to Idris with a playful glint in his eye. “Iddy, isn’t that South Hill resort one of your projects? With such rave reviews, you ought to play host and show us around.”

Emily jumped in, “And we can bring Grandma along once she’s feeling up to it.” She then looked at me, her eyes inviting. “Yvette, you’ve got to clear your schedule and come with us, too.

I froze for a second, but before I could get a word out, Idris’s deep voice cut in, “Alright, let’s all head out together.”

Just like that, a simple dinner turned into an impromptu hangout.

The evening had worn on by the time we finished eating. Since it was just a casual meal, nob*dy had touched a drop of alcohol. Emily and Idris, who had kids waiting at home, said their goodbyes first, and Sweety hopped in a cab and took off.

With Madam Young’s situation handled by someone else, I did not have anything else to do. I was about to drive off when Idris stopped me, “Yvette.”

I looked back at him. “Something up?”

he was in a foul mood. I was not in the mood to deal with drama,

saying a word. It made

Yes, hurt.

not had any alcohol tonight, so why was he giving me that look? I hesitated for a few seconds, but

silent, and patience isn’t exactly my virtue. I was about to walk away when he finally spoke up, “So, everything I do now is useless,

talking about us. A twinge of pain hit my chest, and I managed a half–hearted smile,

Our thing now is just for show, so you don’t need to bother

was dark, almost suffocatingly

Agreed to a Divorce

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I’ve been playing the part with the Youngs, acting like everything’s the same. But let’s face it, we’re heading for a divorce, and that’s not changing. Once

me, his eyes clouded with a mix of emotions. “Are you that eager to get rid of me?” His voice

fed up with his stalling. “Yes, I am. So please, just do it.”

distant. Then, out of nowhere, he said, “Alright, no need to wait for Grandma. I’ll have

then, without another word or a

standing there, shocked by his sudden compliance. I had braced