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.

off as just another gold digger. Being looked down on by the one you love is like having your pride

to bits under their heel.

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

a heavy silence fell. Finally, Moore looked down, her

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

hospital room.

from the doorway, taking in the whole

this world, what goes around comes around. For Moore, this was just

beginning of her payback.

back to reality. My

being

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

the elevator.

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

shot from some stranger. Did you catch a glimpse

grandma?” He let

looked

quickly spilled the beans about what I had seen, turning to the group and saying, “The dude had a mask and a hat on. Everything was a mess, and I could not really see his face. Did the

his nose, looking tired. “I’m on

so old – who’d want to hurt her?” Idris just