Facade of Love

Chapter 359 She’s No Match for You

Suddenly, I felt a lump in my throat and could not swallow the fruit I was chewing. My mouth went sour, and I had to take a deep breath to steady myself. I did not look at him and instead stared out the window at the clouds.

“I didn’t mean to snap at her or start a fight,” I confessed. “Lately, she’s been obsessed with Alice. Ever since Alice got into the hospital, I have barely seen her. I called her the night I got hurt to ask when she would be back to bring me some meds, but Alice picked up. I could not see her or even get a hold of her. Today, when she found out I was leaving, she would not stop going on about it and even brought up all sorts of nonsense she heard from Alice. I just lost it, and we ended up fighting.”

Idris was quiet for a few seconds before gently touching my face. “Does it still hurt?”

He was touching the cheek my mom had slapped. It was not a hard hit, and the pain had long passed.

I shook my head, though inside, I was still stewing.

Idris‘ soft chuckle reached my ears. I whipped around to face him, his dark eyes twinkling with amusement. I scowled. “What’s so funny?”

His smile faded, yet his eyes kept their mirth. “So, you’re jealous of her, huh?”

“Her name is Alice.”

He just hummed in response, clearly unfazed.

a second before admitting, “It’s not exactly jealousy. It’s just… weird. Mom’s

had been close for

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look and a

offhand remark hit a nerve, and I scrambled to set the record straight. “No way. That’s just how it is. Why would

I eyed Idris’s chiseled cheeks, curious. “Hey, Idris, do you think Alice is pretty?

puzzled.

laughed, but there was a hint of frustration as he gently grabbed my face, making me look at him. “Yvette, what she looks like does not matter to me. Don’t pin

this, I kept my cool and brushed his hand aside. “I’m not in

I munched on my fruit salad and gazed out at the rolling

No Match for

hours later, we touched down

was from Lake City. Stepping into Tully City was like stepping into a warm hug, a perfect winter

had flown by, and Madam Young, who was not as spry as she used to be, decided to call it a

had always been a fan of Tully City’s nights. They are just the right kind of warm. With dinner over, I figured a stroll would be nice.

show, something you could not see back in Lake City with all the