Facade of Love

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Chapter 13 We Don’t Have Any Feelings For Each Other?

Him and Moore? I frowned. I had almost forgotten. Moore was pregnant, and given how

much he cared for her, he was probably preparing to discuss divorce with me.

I could not help but sigh inwardly. I thought he would wait until his injuries healed to talk

about this, but it seemed he was in a rush to legitimize his relationship with Moore.

I nodded after a moment of silence, calmly saying, “I have no objections to the divorce.

After all, we

don’t have any feelings for each other. However, seeing that we’ve been married for a

while now, I

hope you can give me some time. My father is ill, as you know, so he might not be able to

handle the news of our divorce right now. So, Mr. Young, could we delay the divorce

proceedings for a few days? Also, since the divorce will involve both our families, you

know better than I do about how complicated that could get.”

I could not read his emotions. His face turned so icy cold that it sent a chill through the

room. It was enough to make one shiver.

He pressed his thin l*ps together, emotions I could not decipher flickering in his dark eyes.

Finally, he spoke in a low, magnetic voice. “We have no feelings for each other?” He let

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out a cold laugh, staring at me. “Yvette, should I be thanking you for being so

understanding?”

Confused about what had angered him, I pursed my l*ps and said, “If you’re in a hurry to

be with Moore, I’ll move out of Clearwater Residence right away so as not to interfere with

your relationship.”

“Get out!” He suddenly erupted with anger, his eyes fixed on me like a crazed beast.

Startled, I hesitated before getting up. My words wilted on my l*ps. It seemed that this

conversation was a lost cause.

I felt drained after leaving the hospital. It looked like I would have to prepare my parents

for the news soon so as not to disgrace both our families.

If the divorce was a mess, both families would lose face.

I did not go to the hospital for the next few days. My father was hospitalized, and Scott

Corporation had many matters piling up. Although I was not a manager at Scott

Corporation, I was still the Scotts‘ daughter, and people would come to me with issues big

and small.

I was naturally busy.

Secondly, Idris probably did not want to see me. Moore was with him, so my presence at

the hospital was probably unwanted.

On one of the afternoons over the weekend, I was planning to head straight back to

Clearwater Residence after handling company matters. I needed some rest after a busy

week. However, I ran into Ensio outside the villa.

Upon seeing me, Ensio looked at me somewhat cautiously and said, “Mrs. Young, Mr.

Young is getting discharged today. Are you free?”

I was taken aback, recalling the conversation I had with Idris at the hospital. I had said I

would move out of Clearwater Residence to make room for them, but with so much going

on, I had forgotten about

1. it.

I realized that Ensio was probably sent to remind me to move out. Otherwise, things would

get

awkward once he and Moore were back.

Thinking of this, I looked at Ensio and nodded. “Mm, I did it already. You may report to Mr.

Young that I won’t be a hindrance to him and Moore. I’ve packed everything up.”

Ensio looked puzzled. “Huh?”

I smiled faintly, not in the mood for a lengthy conversation. I simply said goodbye and

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went back to

the villa.

I did not have many belongings, mostly clothes and jewelry. After packing, I took my

suitcase to Sweety’s apartment. Although I was the daughter of the Scott family, my

relationship with my father had been strained since an incident five years ago. Hence, I

had no property of my own.

I could not go back to the Scott Residence as my mother would surely ask questions, so I

had no choice but to go to Sweety’s place.

Upon hearing that I was getting a divorce, Sweety’s face twisted dramatically. “So Moore is

pregnant, and Idris wants to divorce you and kick you out? Yvette, you’re the most

pathetic rich girl I’ve ever met!”

I felt increasingly irritated. “I wasn’t exactly kicked out. I know my place. Idris never loved

me to begin with. Now that the woman he loves is back and pregnant, it’s only right that I

step aside.”

Sweety did not speak and just stared at me silently.

Feeling uncomfortable under her gaze, I pursed my l*ps and asked, “Why are you looking

at me like that?”

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