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.

written her off as just another gold digger. Being looked down on by the one

bits under their

pain. With a single sentence,

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

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

hospital room.

the whole breakup drama, unmoved

world, what goes

beginning of

to reality. My wrist was caught in a firm

I was being pulled out

way – he was like a walking skyscraper – and after a few steps, I managed to wriggle

the elevator.

and his wife were already there, looking anxious. Liam caught sight of us and after

shot from some stranger. Did you

He let out

with his deep, dark eyes, looked at me, puzzled. “What’s going on?”

had seen, turning to the group and saying, “The dude had a mask and a hat on. Everything was a mess, and

his nose, looking tired. “I’m on

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