Facade of Love

Chapter 216 I’m Not Into Sweet Fruits

Sweety’s lips tightened. “What battle?”

At that, I decided it was time for a heart–to–heart. “Let’s talk about Liam, okay?”

She tried to bolt, but I caught her arm and gently but firmly guided her back to the couch.” Look, I know it’s not my place to meddle in your love life, and I really shouldn’t, but Sweety, we’re practically sisters. I can’t just watch you walk into a disaster. Liking someone is fine, but Liam is bad news.”

She bit her lip silently, her gaze downcast as she said, “I won’t go near him again. You can relax. I won’t be a bother to you anymore.”

With those words, she got up and walked out, leaving me no chance to respond.

The words I wanted to say were stuck in my throat, unable to make their way out.

With a loud bang her bedroom door was shut. It was her way of saying she did not want to hear another peep from me.

Watching her act this way, my heart raced with confusion. I could not fathom why she was so upset about Liam, and I was at a loss for what to do next.

She did not want to talk, and it seemed like she was even trying to avoid me.

drained, I tried texting her to

no use. Helpless, I waited outside,

Madam Young I would join them for dinner at the old manor, so I had

the whole clan seemed to have shown up. Zoe greeted me as soon as I arrived, linking her arm with mine and saying, “Yvette, you’re

young folks were hanging out. Idris was lounging on an armchair, impossible to

fresh and vibrant, screaming ‘teen spirit‘ from head to toe. With winter in full swing and everyone

her, I could not help but arch an eyebrow. Sure, she looked

with me. Before I could even answer, she blurted out, “Great, because Miss Zanier has peeled a bunch, and Iddy isn’t touching them, so they’re all yours.”

grabbed the fruit plate from Christina a bit too forcefully and held it

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want some, peel your own. Why take mine? I peeled these for Iddy,” she

stifle a laugh. Ah, to be young and wear your heart on your sleeve.

Idris with a serious look. “Iddy, you sure you don’t want any?”

gave a cursory glance at the plate now in front of me and declared, “I’m not into

came Christina’s feeble