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.

unborn child in exchange for his permanently damaged right hand, was perhaps not

in the past now.

to probe his thoughts, nor did I have the interest to. Whatever he was thinking now, he was now just

to me.

knowing what else to say, Idris remained silent

feeding her some soup. Seeing us, Madam Young beckoned me over, her face warm and kind. ” Yvette, you’re here. Come, have

her noticeably thinner face. “Grandma, are you feeling better?”

that day. Luckily you

my head and said, “Not at all.”

Everything’s in the

at pleasantries, I could only utter those few

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Emily brought up 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

not finding any

in good spirits, the atmosphere in the room was cheerful. While we were