Facade of Love (Yvette Scott and Idris Young) novel Chapter 450

Idris’ eyes were bloodshot, his soul on the brink of shattering, and it hurt my chest just to see him like that. I wanted to tell him that everything I said was a lie and that after cheating death, I would give anything to leap into his arms, cling to him, and promise that it was all behind us. I wanted to tell him that we would have to hold on to each other tighter than ever and never let go.

However, wishes sometimes had to go cruelly ungranted.

I could not walk the same path as him anymore.

Swallowing the lump in my throat, I held back every emotion and told him, "Idris, I can't make up for what I owe you, but I wish you the best from the bottom of my heart. May you find joy with a loving wife and a wonderful son, and may your life be easy and free from hardship."

With that, I got up, ready to walk away.

However, he caught my wrist, his grip so tight in his fury that it hurt. I bit my lip, enduring the pain as I met his gaze.

His lips were white, and the rage in his eyes was about to burst forth. Finally, he forced out the words, "A loving wife and a wonderful son?"

Narrowing his eyes, he looked at me with scorn. "Who's the loving wife? And the wonderful son? Is it Alice?"

I could not help but frown at his reaction. Had he not already owned up to his past with Alice? Why was he acting like that then?

When I stayed silent, he let out a disdainful laugh. "Yvette, what are you doing by pushing me to her? Are you off to find Lucas?"

As I watched him, I could tell he was seriously ticked off. I let out a quiet sigh. I had hoped we could part on good terms, but it looked like that was not going to happen.

Talking more would probably lead to a fight, and I did not want that. I glanced down at his hand, clamped around my wrist, and said with a scratchy voice, "Idris, that hurts."

He quickly let go, his face showing surprise for once. He stumbled over his words. "I... I didn't mean to."

I knew it was an accident and was not mad at him. I just wanted to move on. "It's fine!" I said and walked away.

"Yvette!" he called out, but I did not stop. Even if I had, I would not have known what to say.