Facade of Love

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Chapter 134 He Can’t Escape

Our eyes met, and though Idris did not speak, the deep frown on his handsome brow was

enough to express his anger at that moment.

After a long time, he seemed somewhat resigned as he sighed and said to me, “Yvette,

you can hate and resent me for what happened with the child, but I don’t agree with the

divorce. Since the moment I married you, I never thought about divorce again. I can stop

delving into your past with Lucas and won’t ask further, but I hope that’s the end of it

between you two.!!

Looking at him, I furrowed my brows tightly. What did he mean by that? That it was the

end between

me and Lucas? What did that mean?

Unable to understand his inexplicable words, I pursed my l*ps and remained silent, not

wanting to continue the conversation. I coldly said, “You can’t make decisions for the

divorce by yourself.

I did try to fight for our future. When I found out I was pregnant, I even went to Madam

Young, 1 wanted to fight for myself, for our child, for a future with Idris.

I had thought that if his inability to let go of Moore was only due to a sense of gratitude, I

would

clarify that it was not Moore who saved him back then.

Without Moore, we could go back to how we were before, accustomed to each other, and

taking care of each other. I would have the child and live an ordinary married life. I

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believed that even if he did not love me, he would fulfill his duties as a husband and

father. Over time, he would gradually come to love me, and we would build a happy

family,

However, when I saw his almost insane behavior toward Moore, I was stunned. When I saw

him leave Old Manor holding Moore, I suddenly realized I was deceiving myself. He did not

love me, whether I was pregnant or not. Not loving me meant that I was not inside his

heart.

The six–week–old child made me realize that whether or not Moore had saved him, it was

not important to him. Unconsciously, perhaps, his focus had already shifted to Moore

Divorce was the best outcome for both of us.

The night at sea was especially bright with stars, especially before dawn, when the stars

were exceptionally clear.

After all the turmoil, I was exhausted. I fell asleep not long after returning to the cabin.

Bang! Bang! I was awakened by several explosions. Groggily listening to the noise outside,

I opened

my eyes.

It took me a while to realize that there seemed to be a fight outside. Instinctively, I

glanced outside the cabin. The sky was already bright, the sun hanging high over the sea,

the wind howling, accompanied by several gunshots and roars,

Realizing something was wrong, I jumped out of bed and ran out, standing on the deck.

The yacht where Lucas was detained was ablaze, and Lucas, with a dagger in his hand,

was pressing it tightly

against a policeman’s throat.

He was covered in blood, and one of his legs seemed to have been shot, making him limp.

Despite this, he still had a smile on his face, his devilish eyes provocatively looking at

Officer Jackson and Idris who were confronting him, taunting, “Gentlemen, fire your guns.

Let’s see if your bullets or my knife are faster, huh?”

As he spoke, he tightened his grip, and the sharp blade further pierced the policeman’s

neck, causing blood to flow down the handle. The policeman’s face turned white with fear,

looking helplessly and fearfully at Officer Jackson.

Officer Jackson, afraid that Lucas would act rashly, quickly said, “Lucas, let him go, and I’ll

let you leave ”

Lucas raised his eyebrows and replied, “Fine. If you sincerely want to let me go, then

prepare a submarine for me. You’d better be quick. Otherwise, if I get unhappy and cut his

throat by accident, you can’t blame me.”

Officer Jackson hurriedly nodded and arranged for what Lucas demanded.

I watched the standoff, not knowing what had happened, but I guessed that Lucas must

have broken free from his captivity and taken a policeman hostage.

I had not expected Lucas to be so capable. He was already captured, yet he still had the

means to

escape

If he were allowed to get away this time, who knew how many more people he would

harm? The police had already lost so much in finance and manpower in their efforts to

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catch him. Who knew what it would cost to apprehend him next time?

Thinking this, I looked around and finally set my eyes on the burning yacht behind Lucas. I

had idea. I went overboard, unnoticed by everyone on the yacht, who were focused on

Lucas

After diving into the water, I avoided everyone’s gaze and swam toward the burning yacht.

The yacht’s crew had already evacuated; the fire was fierce, and the deck’s metal plates

were scorching

hot.

Enduring the beat, I circumvented the yacht’s railing and positioned myself behind Lucas

Almost before he could react, I stabbed the knife into the arm that Lucas was using to hold

the hostage.

As his attention was on Officer Jackson and Idris on the opposite side, when the knife hilt

penetrated his arm, he winced in pain. Instinctively, he groaned, and the knife holding the

hostage fell to the ground

The hostage, being a police officer, reacted quickly, breaking free from Lucas’s hold and

kicking him

the abdomen. It was not a light kick as Lucas was directly thrown into the fiercely burning

cabin.

In the midst of the chaos, I caught sight of some leftover oil nearby and, almost without

hesitation, hurled the oil drum toward Lucas

Lucas, agile as he was, rolled away to avoid it. His dark eyes, filled with sinister and

demonic intent,

glared at me fiercely. Almost grinding his teeth, he said to me, “Yvette Scott, do you want

to die?!”

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