A Journey from Bitterness to Truth

Chapter 8

Was this kid coached by Matilda? Teaching him to play two–faced games like this.

Yvan, seething with anger, stormed into the living room and caught sight of Matilda standing there. All the emotions from their five–year separation surged to his heart in an instant.

Matilda’s eyes held a deep–rooted fear and pain that made Yvan involuntarily clench his fists.

“It’s been a while,” he said tersely.

Matilda didn’t respond.

Logan, unable to stop Yvan, ran to his mother’s side, took her hand, and said, “Don’t worry, Mommy. Let’s go to bed.”

Mother and son turned to leave, intending to ignore Yvan completely.

“Stop right there!”

The angry voice from behind made Matilda shiver, and even Logan could feel her hand. trembling.

Yvan, his anger turning into a bitter laugh, said, “Aren’t you going to explain this kid to me?”

she faced Yvan. “I’ve

that had demolished all her love and hope for

narrowed his eyes, dissatisfied with her reaction. “You got what you

in Matilda’s eyes as she turned away and said bitterly. “Right? So what are you doing here, throwing yourself at a woman

Worth it? Hardly.” Yvan reached out and grabbed Logan’s hand. “But

straight at Yvan and said softly, “Mr. Boyd,

“please” and “Mr. Boyd” were like needles to

Dad,” he

don’t have a

his lips. “I just have a mom who spent five years in jail.” In

a word, but Logan’s single sentence pierced him with a thousand arrows.

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jail for what? For destroying his child and his love! How dare she

remembered what Matilda had said as

how wrong

at Logan, asking a stupid question, “When were you

you need to ask? In prison,