Facade of Love (Yvette Scott and Idris Young)
Chapter 93

Chapter 93 Driven Out of Scott Residence

In the courtyard, a cold wind howled, and I stood there, at a loss.

After standing in the yard for a while, I finally entered the villa. All that talk, and it was back to square one because of a child.

Inside the villa, Moore's belongings were placed in the living room. She had changed her clothes, and my mother sat there with a stern face, utterly silent.

When Idris returned to the villa, Moore approached him, her eyes red with tears.

She did not say anything, but her look clearly showed she felt wronged.

Seeing her like this, Idris frowned and asked, "What's wrong?" His eyes briefly swept over her packed-up belongings.

Tears welling in her eyes, Moore choked up and said to Idris, "Iddy, I... I don't have a home anymore."

Idris frowned as he looked toward my mother with dark, questioning eyes.

My mother did not look at him but turned her gaze to me instead. Seeing my face. red from the cold, she wrapped the cloak she had prepared around me and pulled me to sit by the fireplace to warm up. Naturally, I had noticed my mother and Moore's unusual behavior. Looking at my mother, I asked, "Mom, what's this about?"

My mother patted my hand, signaling that everything was okay, then looked at Idris and Moore and calmly said, "I've said what needed to be said. Moore, I've raised you for over twenty years. The Scotts have never mistreated you, nor do we owe you anything. From now on, you're no longer a part of the Scott family." Then she looked at Idris and continued, "Idris, as for your affairs with Yvette, ast an elder, I shouldn't interfere. But as a mother, I can't stand to see my child wronged. When we entrusted Yvette to you, we hoped you would treat her well. But now, it seems you might not be able to do that. I don't blame you. Since you have someone else you want to take care of, Yvette will no longer have anything to do with you. In relationships, it's most dignified to part on good terms. I'm sure you know this. Thank you for taking care of Yvette these past two years. I will communicate with Madam Young on this matter. You won't be staying the

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to stay with the Scotts, I will abide by your arrangement. But I really haven't done. anything wrong to Yvette with Iddy. You misunderstand me and are biased

against me. I can endure that, but Iddy has done nothing wrong. You can't treat him this way."

My mother was about to say something, but I held her back, stood up, and looked at Moore. "Moore, are you sure you want to stay with the Scotts?"

She frowned and her expression darkened. "What do you mean?"

I smiled faintly and indifferently said, "Stop the act now. Otherwise, you'll miss your chance."

After that, I looked at Idris. I met his somber gaze, and without saying more, I turned and went upstairs.

Being kicked out by my mother was exactly what Moore wanted. How else would she have found a reason to cling to Idris? Her fake crying was just to make herself seem pitiful. I was disgusted by her act and could not stand her performance.

I had only been back in my room for a short while when I heard the sound of a car leaving the yard. I knew without looking that it was Idris and Moore leaving. Knock, knock!

There was a knock at my bedroom door.

"Come in," I said..

My mother entered, looking somewhat uneasy, as if she had something to say. Seeing her like this, I could not help but pull her to sit on the chaise lounge and said with a smile, "Mom, you've never been one to hesitate like this. What's wrong today? Why are you holding back?"

She looked at me, paused, and said, "Yvette, was I too harsh on Idris just now? Today, Madam Young also told me about his relationship with Moore. He was just looking after Moore. When I saw him treating Moore's wounds in the room and remembered your father's death, I got angry and acted impulsively. Thinking about it now, I feel like a failure as a mother. Did I ruin your chances with him by Laying those things? You're not angry with me, are you?"

Listening to my mother, I could not help but hold my forehead. If Moore had said I would definitely have had a sarcastic retort, but coming from my mother, I

helpless.

mother, I nodded and said, "Yes!"

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"Mom!" I interrupted, looking at her and saying, "I know you did all this with my best interests at heart, but, Mom, I've grown up. I can handle my own affairs. Many times, your intervention only makes me passive. Like today, you drove Moore out of the Scott Residence and said those harsh words to Idris. If Idris and I were to continue our relationship, wouldn't that make it difficult for me? Also, driving Moore out right now plays right into her hands, allowing her to act pititully and make Idris feel obligated to care for her, doesn't it?"

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