Facade of Love (Yvette Scott and Idris Young)
Chapter 228

Chapter 228 Yvette, Stay

Hearing the voice, I looked over and saw him leaning against a pillar in the pavilion, seemingly having waited there for a while.

I pursed my lips and replied softly, "I'm heading back."

The night was too dark for me to discern his expression, but I saw him straighten up and walk toward me from the pavilion, his voice deep and magnetic, "Hmm, let's go together then." Together?

I frowned, unsure of what he meant. Madam Young had asked him to stay at Old Manor, had she not?

Where were we going together?

Not having the energy to discuss it further, I continued walking along the pebbled path of the courtyard, heading out. However, at the fork, my wrist was suddenly grasped by the man beside me.

I tried to pull away but could not, so I turned to look at him with displeasure. "What is it?"

"We're staying here," he said, his dark eyes glancing toward the side courtyard, indicating that we should head in that direction.

That was what he meant by 'together".

I pursed my lips and responded, "I had no plans to stay at the old manor."

He raised an eyebrow, "By leaving now, are you trying to announce to everyone in the Young family that we're divorced?"

"Do I need to announce it?" I retorted coldly. I could not break away from his hand that was holding mine, so I could only remain in the same spot. Christina had already made it clear at the dinner table, and I had expressed my thoughts clearly in Madam Young's room. It seemed everyone was just pretending to be oblivious.

I suspected Madam Young knew better than anyone that the relationship between Idris and me was probably already over in all but name.

He looked at me, his face restrained and somber with his black eyes intently fixed on me." Tired of pretending to play along with me?"

I felt suffocated, my lips pressed tightly as I said, "Idris, the most undesirable thing between people is lingering attachment, Since you've already signed the divorce agreement, why can't you make our relationship clear? Grandma is a wise person. If we explain it to her properly, she's going to be fine."

I hated this kind of relationship, especially when it involved emotions. Some things got worse, the longer one dragged them out. It was better to endure short-term pain for long-term relief. We should have cut it off swiftly, and even if it was painful, it would have been better to end it quickly.

Not hearing his voice for a long time, I thought he was not listening to me. Suddenly, he gripped my wrist tighter and started pulling me back.

Chapter 228 Yvelle, Stay

Feeling startled and confused, I tugged at him. "What are you doing?"

He did not stop and continued pulling me back toward Madam Young's courtyard. His voice was almost icily cold, "As you wish. Let's tell Grandma that we're already divorced."

I was somewhat taken aback by his sudden agreement.

Despite my inner doubts, I did not say anything more and followed him back to the exterior of Madam Young's courtyard.

We happened to bump into Mr. Zachary and the doctor leaving the courtyard. Seeing us return, Mr. Zachary greeted us. Idris, with his lips pursed and a rather somber expression on his face, casually asked the doctor, "Dr. Langford, how's my grandma's recovery going?"

Dr. Langford sighed slightly and said to us, "She is getting older, after all, and her body is naturally not as robust as it used to be, especially after these last two episodes. Now, she can only recover slowly. You all should spend time with her and keep her from worrying too much. If cared for well, she might hold on for a few more years. But if not..." He paused briefly before adding, "She probably has a couple of years left."

After speaking, he nodded slightly and left with his medicine kit. Mr. Zachary looked at us hesitantly for a few seconds before saying, "Mr. Young, Mrs. Young, Madam Young has just fallen asleep. If you have anything to say, perhaps it's better to come back tomorrow? Her spirits have been low these past few days, and she's found it hard to sleep. Now that she's finally resting, I can't bear to wake her up." Idris remained silent, and I nodded slightly, smiling at Mr. Zachary, "Alright, we just came to see Grandma. If she's asleep, we won't disturb her."

Having said that, I took Idris' hand and turned to leave the courtyard.

Idris did not speak a word along the way. Not knowing what he was thinking, I chose to remain silent as well.

After a while, he suddenly stopped, his deep and glossy eyes fixed on me. He said, "Yvette, stay."

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