Facade of Love

Chapter 189 Charlie Yates

Was Idris… giving me an explanation?

Realizing this, I calmed my somewhat chaotic breathing, casually acknowledged him with an ‘oh!‘, and then broke free from his grasp, quickly leaving without heeding his calls from behind.

He did not care about Moore’s life or death? Did not care what I would do to Moore?

Leaving the hospital, my doubts only deepened. For five years, did he really have no feelings for Moore beyond a sense of obligation?

Honestly, this version of Idris felt somewhat foreign to me. His ability to turn his back so decisively

was very… surprising.

Unable to untangle his and Moore’s messy relationship, I shook my head, deciding not to dwell on it.

As long as he did not interfere, Moore would have to spend five or six years in prison, which would be a form of revenge for the torment I had endured over the years.

Feeling good about having resolved this matter, I drove back to Azure Bay, planning to change clothes for dinner with Inch and his friend later that evening.

The night in Lake City was brightly lit and bustling. I drove through the noisy streets to a quiet

restaurant, following the address Inch had given me. It appeared tranquil due to its high–end luxury

the number of

my car keys and park my car. A

elegance and subtle

room,

on the door, and

to enter, she gently

I had dined in upscale restaurants before, but I had not expected this

was

upon entry, the first thing that caught my eye was a finely crafted hollowed–out screen with gold thread engravings. It was clearly very valuable.

I paused briefly, then called out, “Inch?” He was younger than me, so this seemed the most appropriate way to address him.

screen responded to me initially, and for a few seconds, I wondered if I had come to the wrong place. I hesitated on whether I should have called out for Inch at

slightly hoarse male voice came from behind the screen,

Charlie

hello.”

voice… was not

replied, “Yes, it’s me. Are

said, “I can’t come out to greet you, but please,

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delicately styled dining table, not large, just enough for two people. A man was already seated on