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.

his contempt for her right in her face. Deep down, he must have written her off as

to bits under their

inflicting pain. With a single sentence, he made her feel like she was nothing.

her tears and laughter subsided, a heavy silence fell. Finally, Moore looked down, her voice raspy but eerily steady. “Just go. I don’t want anything from

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

hospital room.

watched from the doorway, taking in the whole breakup drama, unmoved by Moore’s pitiful

what goes around comes around.

of her payback.

snapped me back to reality. My wrist was caught in a

I was being pulled

I managed to wriggle my hand free from his. He did not seem to care and just kept walking with me

the elevator.

sight of us and after a brief pause, he asked, “Yvette, what in the world happened?

an allergy shot from some stranger. Did you catch a

my head and blurted out, “How’s grandma?” He let out

dark eyes, looked at me, puzzled. “What’s going

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

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

Youngs don’t have beef with anyone. And grandma’s so old – who’d want to hurt her?” Idris just