Facade of Love (Yvette Scott and Idris Young)
Chapter 324

Chapter 324 You'll Endure Whatever I Make You Do, Right?

I handed Idris a tissue, and he took it to wipe his mouth. He did not look too good, but he remained polite and reserved. He did not say much and simply avoided the dish he had initially found tasty.

Seeing this, I kept silent and just watched him. "Why not try some of the other dishes?" I suggested.

He nodded, and within moments, his face returned to its usual handsome and dignified appearance.

He picked up his fork and reached for a green dish nearby. As he poked into it, he looked at me and asked, "What is this?"

I calmly watched him pick up the dish and said, "Snail salad."

As expected, the man's face stiffened, and the food on his fork fell to the ground. He furrowed his brows slightly, withdrew his hand, and his complexion worsened.

I simply looked at him, smiling as if nothing had happened. Then, he reached for another dish without asking this time and prepared to eat it.

However, how could I let such a chance slide? After he took a bite, I calmly remarked, "The cold dish with escamoles tastes good, doesn't it?"

His expression darkened completely. His handsome face remained still as he stared at me without saying a word. After a long while, he could not force down these foods anymore and got up, walking to the side to gag.

I watched him coldly, my gaze calm and indifferent. The owner came out and, seeing his reaction, thought there was an issue with the food. He looked at me with concern and said, Ms., is there..." "It's nothing. He's just not used to it," I replied as I settled the bill.

Idris' embarrassment did not last long. After a while, he returned to his usual elegance and walked over to me. He looked at me and asked, "Are we still going to eat?"

I looked at him with calm eyes and asked, "Do you want to eat?"

He pursed his lips and did not answer.

I smirked a little, not smiling, and turned and walked back in the direction we came from without saying a word.

Idris then pulled my wrist. I glanced at him with nearly emotionless eyes and said, "Idris, I thought you would understand my intentions by now."

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His expression stiffened. His deep and restrained black eyes paused for a few seconds, and he finally spoke. "Is this retaliation? Or do you want me to give up?" Looking at him, I became even calmer and said, "Both."

His face twisted slightly, and his voice was a little hoarse. "Alright, I accept."

With that, he suddenly turned around and sat back at the small stall. He then proceeded to eat

Chapter 324 You' Endure Whatever I Make You Do Right?

all the dishes he had previously been too afraid to try, one plate after another.

I stood and watched in silence, unable to explain what I felt in my heart.

Five minutes later, all the food was gone. Idris's face was flushed, either from the rush of eating or because he was holding back his discomfort.

Either

way,

this time he did not vomit.

I looked at him, and for some reason, I felt like laughing.

He walked up to me, returning to his usual calm demeanor. His voice was hoarse as he said, What else do I need to do?"

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Yes, I wanted to torment him to vent the resentment that had been deeply buried in my heart. I was indignant that I lost control when he repeatedly reached out and got closer to me. I was angry at the fact that he had still swayed me despite the hurt he caused me. That was why I brought him here.

I wanted to see him in a difficult situation. I wanted to tell him that I would not soften just because he kept getting closer, that I would not fall for him.

However... Now, I was the one with an aching heart.

His question left me unsure how to respond. Was this it for us?

Incomplete hatred, unreconciled love. Where would this tepid path lead us in the end?

That was how humans were: the more hesitant they were, the more conflicted they became, and the more they suffered.

Looking at him, I suddenly sneered. "You'll endure whatever I make you do, right?"

He looked at me with his deep and dark eyes, and his voice was restrained and magnetic as he responded, “Yes.”

For some reason, whenever one started giving in to their wicked desires, things would spiral out of control. Yes, what was a little embarrassment like this to him compared to what I truly desired to do? Looking at him, I reached out my hand. "Give me the car keys."

He handed me the car keys almost instantly, not asking any questions.

Seeing him being so obedient, I spoke. "Idris, you said it yourself. Whatever I want you to do, you will endure it. So, you can walk back yourself."

With that, I turned to the car.

"Yvette," he called out, stopping me.

I stopped and turned to look at him. I said nothing and merely waited for him to speak.

Looking at me, he turned slightly pale and said, "Once you've let it all out, can we start over?"

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