Facade of Love

Chapter 218 A Plea for Mercy

Christina’s words were harsh, but they struck a chord. I bit my tongue, but Emily’s brows knitted in disapproval. “Christina, watch your mouth.”

“I’m just stating facts,” she shot back, giving me a once–over with narrowed eyes. “Don’t get too cocky. Take a good look in the mirror, and see if you measure up.”

I bristled at her words. Ever since our first run–in, Christina and I had been mixing oil and water. I was not looking for a fight, so I pressed my lips together and turned to Emily. “Hey, I heard the plum blossoms in grandma’s garden are in full bloom. How about we go check them out?”

Emily, clearly over the bickering, agreed with a nod. “Ash was just saying she wanted to see them too. Perfect timing. Let’s head out.”

As she spoke, she led Ash and me out of the hall. Christina attempted to tag along, but Zoe blocked her path, saying, “The wintersweet in the backyard isn’t for just anyone to admire. Grandma doesn’t take kindly to strangers bouncing around her garden. Christina, you’d better stay here and not cause any trouble.”

“You…” Christina’s voice, filled with vexation, trailed off behind us. I did not look back. Instead, I headed straight to the backyard with Emily.

The Youngs‘ property was expansive, with the backyard featuring decorative rockeries and ponds. A few graceful wintersweet trees had started to bloom, their presence stark and solitary under the faint glow of the streetlights.

were there to see the wintersweet, I really

of her still–flat stomach, I turned to

“It’s not even two months yet. I’m planning

my mind drifting to Sweety’s situation. I was itching to inquire about Liam’s recent whereabouts, but after a brief pause, I ventured, “What’s been keeping Liam so busy lately? I heard from Mr. Zachary that he usually handles the Youngs‘ overseas businesses. Why is he still swamped

He’s always been this way. As for the company, you

bit my lip and managed a half–hearted smile, deciding not to pry further. Some things are better left unexamined, lest they

of Jack’s family. She gave me this apologetic look and said, “Yvette, I heard about the little spat you had with Christina. I’ve already talked to her and my cousin -in–law about it. Please don’t sweat it. My

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without considering others.”

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was grabbing a bite with

and wouldn’t dwell on it. But Iddy, he’s got your back, and I can see he’s pretty fond of you. He might have taken the

it clicked. Emily was not just making small talk; she had something on her mind. I gave her a curious look and asked, “Sister–in–law, is there something on your mind you want to