Facade of Love (Yvette Scott and Idris Young)
Chapter 198

Chapter 198 Are we moving back into the old manor?

Idris' answer earned a nod from me, acknowledging the plan.

Maybe it was because I had come to terms with the divorce, but what used to feel like a heavy topic just did not get to me anymore.

We pulled up to the hospital, and as I was about to say a quick farewell to Idris, he chimed in, "Why don't you come up and see Grandma with me? She's getting out soon."

I thought about it for a second and figured why not. I was already there, after all.

The hospital ward was alive with noise and laughter that spilled out from Madam Young's room long

before we entered.

Idris and I pushed the door open to find Emily there, along with her ten-year-old daughter, Ash. They were chatting with Madam Young, who was clearly enjoying their company.

Everyone turned to look as we walked in. I caught Emily's eye and started to greet her with a smile. Before I could finish, a voice from the kitchen near the balcony sang out, "The strawberries are ready!

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A figure appeared, beaming as she carried a plate of the juiciest red strawberries.

I recognized her in an instant and could not help but frown.

Christina saw us too. Her face lit up with happiness at the sight of Idris, but it quickly froze over when

her eyes landed on me.

"Come on over and have some," Emily said, getting up to take the strawberries from Christina. She turned to us and added, "You've got to try these. Ash and I found them on our hike this morning after watching the sunrise. They're super sweet."

She handed us the plate, and I took one with a polite thanks. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Christina giving me a look that was anything but sweet.

Idris was someone I already knew, introduced to me as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

I offered Christina a smile and a friendly, "Hey there."

Christina's frown eased up a bit as she gave me a cool nod and echoed back, "Hey."

Not wanting to make a scene, I moved on to check on Madam Young. She had been through a lot lately and looked way thinner than I remembered. The spark in her eyes seemed dimmer, too.

She grasped my hand and said with a hint of weariness, "The doc says I'll be out of here in a day or two. Yvette, I've been meaning to have a chat with you. You're not busy later, right?"

I shook my head with a reassuring smile. "I'm all yours, Grandma. Whatever's on your mind, just lay

it on me."

Madam Young glanced at the others lingering nearby and said, "I need to talk to Yvette alone. The

Chapter 198 Are we moving back into the old manor?

rest of you, go on and do your thing. No need to hang around."

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Emily grinned and reassured her, "You two have your talk, Grandma. We'll be just fine." She then led Christina to the couch in the living room for some girl talk.

Idris was beckoned by Madam Young to sit close by, her serious tone making us both a bit tense.

We shared a quick, uncertain look.

She addressed us firmly, "I know my b*dy isn't what it used to be. I've been thinking a lot about what I'll do once I leave this hospital. Yvette, Iddy, I know you're not keen on the old manor. It's out of the way and a hassle for you two, but I'm not getting any younger and I'd love to have you around more. So, what do you say? Would you consider moving back in after I'm discharged?"

Her voice was tinged with a mix of resignation and hope as she made her request.

I was about to instinctively say no when I started, "Grandma, Idris and I have already..."

"Grandma," Idris cut in before I could finish, turning to Madam Young with a determined look. " Actually, Yvette and I were thinking the same thing. You shouldn't be on your own. We really ought to keep you company more."

I froze, my eyes darting to him in confusion. Weren't we supposed to talk to Madam Young about the divorce? Why was he suddenly playing into her hands?

Idris did not meet my gaze and just offered a slight, evasive smile.

Madam Young's smile grew at his words. "That's marvelous. You never stayed at the old manor before. I regret not thinking it through, allowing..." She trailed off, glancing at me with a touch of remorse, "Allowing someone who shouldn't have been there to move in. I've had Charles spruce the place up again, and your rooms are all ready. Yvette, if you're still uneasy about it, there's plenty of space at the old manor. When I get out of here, I'll go with you to pick out a spot you like, okay?"

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