Facade of Love (Yvette Scott and Idris Young)
Chapter 62

Chapter 62 They Came Looking For Trouble

I could not help but facepalm. I tugged on Maxwell and said, "Alright, alright, I know you're a grateful, good

young man with excellent character, but let's not talk about this now. Let's go back to the house and change your clothes first."

Maxwell's thought process was always so unique.

I had come to understand this during our time together.

Seeing his clothes soiled, my mother scolded me while going to replace new clothes for him to change into. Maxwell was probably quite the clean freak.

His brows were constantly furrowed. Seeing him like this, I suggested, "Why don't you take a shower? I'll ask my mother to replace you a new set of clothes."

He nodded and went into the bathroom.

Since my father had passed, there were no male clothes at home. As it was getting

late, I thought about going out to buy some for him, but my mother stopped me. She said it was not safe for a pregnant woman to be out late at night, so she would go buy them herself. Before I could say anything, she hurried out the door.

Seeing this, I had no choice but to wait at home.

Standing in the bedroom, I placed a bath towel outside the bathroom door and said toward the bathroom with the sound of running water, "Mr. Sanchez, I've put your bath towel by the bathroom door. It's new. We don't have any new clothes at home, so my mom has gone out to buy some and will be back soon. Please make do for now."

After he responded with a light hum from inside, I turned and went downstairs. Hearing the sound of an engine in the yard, I was momentarily surprised, thinking my mother had returned with the clothes. Wondering how she managed to be so quick, I was about to go out to meet her when Moore and Idris both entered the house. Seeing me, Moore's face stiffened for a moment, but it was brief. She wrapped he How long had it been, and they were only showing up now? How hypocritical.

1 pursed my l*ps as I watched them, then turned and sat back down on the sofa, speaking coldly, "She's doing fine. She'd be doing even better if you two didn't show up just to irritate her."

Listening to my sharp words, Moore's face darkened. She looked aggrieved and said, "I know what Idris and I did

disappointed Mom, but what's done is done. After all, I'm her daughter. I've been really worried about her since Dad passed away, so I wanted to come back and see her."

Hearing these hypocritical words, I scoffed coldly, not in the mood to talk to her. I simply lay down on the sofa and ignored

them both.

Seeing this, Moore looked around, but she did not see my mother anywhere. She probably thought my mother was resting. Looking at Idris, she said, "Iddy, Mom might be sleeping. I'll go upstairs and check or Idris nodded, his expression soft and gentle. "Yeah, go ahead."

Seeing how gentle he was being, Moore blushed slightly and nodded. Before heading upstairs, she did not forget to give me a look, as if she was flaunting Idris' tenderness to me.

I pretended not to see. Out of sight, out of mind.

I looked down at my phone, but after only a few seconds, the

light in front of me was blocked. I could sense someone standing in front of me. Frowning, I looked up at the tall man before me, feeling displeased, and said coldly, "Mr. Young, you're blocking my light"

Idris looked at me. His dark eyes restrained, and his voice low, he asked "Why aren't you going back to Clearwater Residence?"

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"It's too spacious over there. Living alone feels lonely," I replied, feeling somewhat irritated.

"Am I not a person?" he asked, his brows slightly furrowed.

His inexplicable questioning annoyed me. After putting down my phone, I stood up and said to him, "Mr. Young, if you have something to say, just get to the point. There's no need to bring your lover here in the night to bother me."

His eyebrows knitted, his expression darkened slightly. "When do you plan to return to Clearwater Residence?"

"I don't plan to go back. My dad's gone, and I don't feel comfortable leaving my mom alone here. I intend to stay here from now on." Divorce was inevitable, so why even go back there?

He frowned and after a moment of silence said, "Fine, I'll have Ensio send some clothes over, and we'll temporarily stay here."

We?

I frowned, looking at him, unable to help but say, "You're planning to move in?"

He was expressionless and nodded. "Your pregnancy is almost past the first trimester. It's more convenient for me to take care of you if I live here."

Heh.

I did not want to waste words with him anymore. The man who said he would send Moore away during the day was now appearing at the Scotts' with her in the evening. I refused to believe a word he said. I took a breath and said, "My mom won't agree, Idris. I don't want any discomfort for you, and I hope you feel the same.

Don't make me uncomfortable either. You saw my mom's reaction on the day of my father's funeral. I don't want her to do something excessive to Moore again because of her unstable emotions. So, please, ta Chapter 63 Mom Wants Us to Get a Divorce