Facade of Love

Chapter 166 The Questioning

Mistook me for her?

I frowned, my eyes shifting to Idris. What had he uncovered about that incident from five years ago?

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Moore’s voice was thick with unshed tears as she continued, “You promised to protect me for a lifetime. You said I could do anything and you’d be there. You told me your life was mine to command, that you’d always keep me safe. Idris, you never explained why you found me at the bottom of that cliff, why you decided to be kind to me. I just did what you wanted–I never lied to you.”

Idris stood there, his gaze steady and his face a mask of tranquility, revealing nothing.

Moore was a mess, tears streaming down her face as hurt and bitterness tangled within her.

For a long moment, Idris simply watched her, his expression unchanging, before his calm voice broke the silence. “What do you want?”

That question froze Moore in place. Disbelief flickered across her pretty face, quickly replaced by a bitter laugh at herself. She started laughing, a laugh that was more like a sob, as tears kept spilling

over.

Seeing her like this, I knew she had to be head over heels for Idris. Only real love could make someone

crumble over a few words that cut so deep.

her off as just another gold digger. Being looked down on by the one you love is

under their heel.

pro at inflicting pain. With a single sentence, he made her feel like she

fell. Finally, Moore looked down, her voice raspy but eerily steady. “Just go. I don’t want anything from

eyes still calm, as if he had run out of words. With that, he walked out of

hospital room.

in the whole breakup drama, unmoved by Moore’s

world, what goes

of her payback.

snapped me back to reality. My wrist was

I was being pulled

the way – he was like a walking skyscraper – and after a few steps, I managed to wriggle my hand free from his. He did not seem to care and

the elevator.

already there, looking anxious. Liam caught sight of us and after a

shot from some stranger. Did you catch a glimpse of the

“How’s grandma?” He let out a heavy sigh. “Still

eyes, looked at me,

mask and a hat on. Everything was a mess, and I could not really see his face. Did the hospital cameras catch

the bridge of his nose, looking tired. “I’m on it. Someone’s checking.”

with anyone. And grandma’s so old – who’d want to hurt her?” Idris just stood there, his