Facade of Love

Chapter 215 Going to the Old Manor

Idris squinted those killer eyes, his voice low and kinda hypnotic, “You know, if you stop with the hexes, I might just hold up alright.”

Seriously?

I thought he had a concussion. How did he look like nothing was wrong?

Seeing that he was okay and nothing serious was wrong, I said, “If you’re fine, I’ve got stuff to do, so I’m heading out.”

I was about to leave when the guy stepped in front of me. I looked up at him, my eyebrows knitting together. “Anything else?”

He gazed down at me, his voice surprisingly soothing. “Grandma’s getting out of the hospital today, and I’m supposed to pick her up. What do you think I should tell her if she asks about this injury? How should I explain it?”

I frowned, annoyed, but kept my cool and said with patience, “Just spit it out. What do you need from me?”

He could tell I was losing my patience, so he got to the point. “Come with me to get Grandma from the hospital, then we’ll head to the old manor.”

“I’ll go with you to get Grandma, but staying at the old manor? Look, we’re divorced. Grandma’s going to have to learn about it sooner or later.” I could not for the life of me understand why he had to make a simple thing so complicated.

He narrowed his eyes, did not reply, and after a long pause, he said coldly, “If you don’t want to go, then go take care of your own business.”

stood there for a second, frowning. Was he really

watched him leave, all that was left for me was the sight of his bandaged head. I bit

the parking lot, I’d just gotten into my car when my phone started ringing. It was

polite as always, “Grandma, how

off to now? Iddy told me you came by the hospital and then left. Did you two have a fight?”

so suddenly earlier, but now it clicked -he had gone to see Madam

the urge to go off about guys, and after a quick think, I said, “Nope, we didn’t fight. I’m just

dear, you just do what you need to do. I’m fine,” Madam Young reassured me, repeating ‘I’m fine‘ a few times before adding, “Yvette, once you’re done, come over to the old manor for dinner, okay? I’ve had Mr. Zachary spruce up the yard, so

215 Going to

when you get back.”

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I had never been great at saying no, so all I managed was a noncommittal grunt in

to visiting the Youngs, it felt like I was signing up to move back into the old manor, bumping into Idris at every turn, and maybe even

were,

hospital, and I could not be sure that if I let

with no immediate solution, I

soon as I got a moment, I hopped in

moment I swung the door open, a wave of boozy stench hit me so hard I could not help but cough. Once the coughing fit passed, I scanned the room. Yesterday’s dinner

drowned her sorrows