Facade of Love

Chapter 4

Chapter 4 Past Matters

Idris did not respond as his slightly calloused fingertips grazed the grotesque scar on my abdomen. After a long while, he looked up at me, his dark eyes cold and indifferent. “You’ve never talked to me about your past, have you?”

I pursed my l*ps, avoiding his gaze, and said softly, “That’s all in the past. There’s nothing to talk

about.”

He narrowed his eyes and then pulled his hand away, reverting to his usual dignified demeanor. He elegantly got up, put on his robe, and stood beside the bed looking down at me to say, “You should get

some rest.”

I was stunned for a moment before I realized that he had lost interest and was planning to sleep in the

study.

“Alright.” I usually did not like to probe too much. Things were fine as long as we were both happy.

Seeing him about to leave, I pulled the quilt over myself, ready to sleep. However, after taking a few steps, he suddenly turned around and looked back at me, saying my name in a low voice, “Yvette.”

“Hmm?” I looked at him, waiting for what he would say next.

“Moore is different from you. Don’t give her a hard time in the future.” He spoke little, but his words carried weight.

My b*dy stiffened under the quilt, and my heart skipped a beat.

Was this because I humiliated Moore today?

Pushing aside my discomfort, I simply said, “Fine.”

Bang!

bedroom door slammed shut, and I was left alone in the

ceiling.

already started protecting

Sleep was more important

On the weekend.

the call from the Scott Residence, I

news coming from the tense voice on the other end of the phone line, I rushed straight

much older than the last time I saw him, his eyes

darkened. He looked at me coldly and sternly

come

Moore, who was standing beside him, and then at my mother, who was not far away. The former

happened, I looked at Kane

Bang!

reason, he threw the fruit basket that was beside him at me, glaring angrily. “You don’t

trying to hurt her?” My mother stepped in front of me,

really don’t know what I’ve done

shameless?”

attitude set him off more, as he was breathing heavily now. “Did you call the police to frame your sister

this all because of

not help but scoff and look at him. “Mr. Scott, next time you plan on scolding me, find a

take my leave. I wouldn’t want

his next explosion, I

see. The Youngs found out about your sister and Idris and called to say that it’s inappropriate for families like ours to

have to do with me? Is this

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