Facade of Love (Yvette Scott and Idris Young) novel Chapter 180

Chapter 180 Let Go Long Ago 

I did not know what they had discussed earlier, but Moore’s questioning suggested that Idris had said something ruthless to her, prompting her indignant inquiry. 

I had assumed Idris would disdain to answer such questions in front of so many people. However, after his near–heartless gaze swept towards Moore, his voice deep and cold, he said, “Do you think, I would have spared you a second glance if I hadn’t mistaken you for someone else?” 

His words stunned everyone present. Idris was known for his restraint. The Youngs‘ upbringing had taught him never to reveal his emotions easily, let alone speak harshly to 

anyone. 

Even more so in front of so many onlookers. 

Moore, too, probably did not expect him to speak such unfeeling words. She was momentarily frozen, staring at him, her eyes red and filled with hurt. 

Idris‘ expression remained unchanged, even indifferent. He told her, “Over these five years, I have done my duty to you. Don’t appear before me again. I owe you nothing, and you know it. There’s nothing I despise more than someone clinging to me.” 

After saying this, he gave Ensio a look. Ensio understood and forcefully took Moore away. 

Moore seemed still dazed as she was led away, evidently unable to come to terms with Idris’s coldness or accept it. 

I pursed my l*ps, calmly observing everything, and found myself reassessing Idris. 

I suddenly realized that I might not truly understand him. Even though we had been through life and death together and I had been his wife for two years, I might still not really know the true him. 

“What happened?” Liam came out and asked upon seeing Moore being taken away. 

Emily glanced at me and Idris but remained silent, pulling Liam back into the ward. 

Suddenly, it was just Idris and me in the corridor. 

I felt no particular emotion toward Moore’s plight. She had brought it upon herself, so I turned to leave. 

“Let’s talk,” Idris’s voice came, low and steady. 

I pursed my l*ps, slightly frowning. “It seems there’s nothing left to talk about between the two of us, Mr. Young.” 

“Then, may I invite you to a meal?” he asked, his voice a bit deeper, “As a thank you for visiting Grandma.” 

I furrowed my brows. “No…” 

“Yvette, must I beg you in the most humble way to have this meal?” he suddenly interrupted me. His tall, elegant figure stood before me, looking down at me. 

His words left me momentarily speechless, unable to articulate a response. It took a while 

Chapter 180 Let Go Long Ago 

before I looked up at him and said, “What would you like to eat, Mr. Young? My treat.” 

He didn’t answer but simply said, “Come with me.”