Facade of Love

Chapter 178 Everything’s in the Past

Afterward, there was a long silence between Idris and I. It was too quiet, and I did not feel like talking, so I focused solely on driving.

“Is that scar from when you and Lucas fell off the cliff?” He suddenly asked out of the blue. I did not immediately grasp what he meant and responded instinctively, “Yes, and…?” Realizing what he was referring to, I frowned instinctively, about to say something, but his deep, cold voice came again. “For so many years, have I been nothing but a joke to you?”

I pursed my l*ps, remaining silent.

He let out a bitter laugh, self–deprecatingly saying, “A mistaken identity, protecting the wrong person, and then hurting you.”

“Mr. Young,” I began, my voice steady. “Everything’s in the past now. Saving you back then was only because I couldn’t abandon someone who was in the same abyss as me. I didn’t tell you later because I felt it was unnecessary. Even if it hadn’t been you that day, it would have been someone else. So, you don’t owe me anything. Moreover, when the Scott Corporation was in trouble, you and your grandmother helped us out, solving a critical issue for my father. We don’t owe each other anything.”

Taking a deep breath, I added, “As for the other things, you don’t need to feel indebted either. After all, I accepted the house and the money you gave.”

That unborn child… Perhaps it was best that I miscarried. To say it was not painful would be a lie, but what was done was done. Whether it was out of spite or revenge, I had acted and now, I had let go.

Holding the steering wheel, I glanced at Idris‘ right hand from the corner of my eye. The wound I had viciously inflicted was now healed, leaving only a pale pink scar where the scab had fallen off.

permanently damaged right hand, was perhaps not a fair exchange.

it was all in the past now.

emotion. I did not try to probe his thoughts, nor did I have the interest to. Whatever he was thinking now, he was now just

to me.

else to say, Idris remained silent until we

the ward, Madam Young had already woken up. Emily was by her bedside, feeding her some soup. Seeing us, Madam Young beckoned me over, her face warm and kind. ” Yvette, you’re here. Come,

at her noticeably thinner face. “Grandma, are you

“Much better. Mr. Zachary told me about that day. Luckily you arrived in

at all.” Originally,

in

was not good at pleasantries, I could only utter those

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the idea of going to the holiday villa once Madam Young felt better. Madam Young, in a good mood, immediately nodded in agreement. She looked at me and said, “Yvette, you’ve been quite busy lately. It’s perfect timing. Let’s go together. I’ve heard that the resort Iddy has developed has beautiful scenery and a pleasant climate. It’s much warmer there than

with a smile, not finding any excuse at that

While we were chatting, suddenly half an apple appeared in