Chapter 70


    Matilda’s gaze snapped onto Evie. Her silence failed to mask the cutting sharpness in her eyes. There


    was a chill in those orbs that sent an involuntary shiver down Evie’s spine.


    How could a woman who’s done time have such a presence?


    Evie retreated, seeking refuge in Yvan’s embrace, but Yvan, with a poker face, subtly put more


    distance between them.


    Ignoring the obvious, Evie clung to Yvan’s arm and turned to Matilda with a sneer. “Once you’re feeling


    better, pack your bags and get out. The Boyd family doesn’t harbor freeloaders.”


    She spoke as if she were thedy of the Boyd household.


    Yvan had grown to detest this woman. It wasn’t him who had been with her that night, which is why he


    had turned off the lights and had someone cover her eyes. But the mere thought of Matilda stirred such


    fury within him that, out of spite, he had summoned Evie back.


    What a curse…..


    Once outside, Yvan shook off Evie with a cold, merciless look. “You know why I called you here. Stay in


    yourne. If you overstep again, I’ll make sure you’ll never speak another word.”


    Evie stared at Yvan, filled with fear, resentment, and a touch of self–pity. What did sheckpared


    to that sanctimonious woman?


    But she didn’t dare voice this in front of Yvan; instead, she stored her vengeance for


    Matilda.


    After Yvan left, only Matilda, her son, and the doctor remained.


    Dr. Keaton sighed, “There seems to be a misunderstanding.”


    “The misunderstanding is too deep. It doesn’t matter if it’s resolved or not,” Matilda replied, her tone


    detached, but her eyes betrayed fragmented light. “There’s no going back.”


    “I hope you both can find peace.”


    Everyone had thought Matilda and Yvan were the golden couple destined for each other. How had they


    come to this point of mutual destruction?


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    “What’s the point of finding peace?” Matilda’sugh wasced with irony. “Why should I? I’m clear


    about love and hate. I stand by my actions. If I choose to hate, it will be for life. I’ll never forgive him;


    never give him a chance!”


    “Yvan is… well, he’s cruel, but maybe he’s just awkward with his emotions. You were imprisoned for


    five years, and he didn’t take another woman. Evie was not his doing. Maybe he does have feelings for


    you.”


    “Feelings?” Matildaughed until tears rimmed her eyes. “Do feelings guarantee a lifetime? Look at


    what I’ve be. It’s a gift from his own hands. If he ims to have feelings for me now, wouldn’t that


    be pping his own face?”


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    Yvan stood silently at the door, overhearing Matilda’s piercing words. A frost seemed to settle over his


    features, casting a daunting shadow over his presence.


    Dr. Keaton was Yvan’s friend, naturally defending him.


    She thought, “But Yvan, do you think a simple mention of care can erase the suffering of these past five


    years as if it never happened?”


    Matilda felt drained of the energy to argue. To some people, ‘it doesn’t matter anymore‘ is just an


    excuse, making any attempt at justification futile.


    Only their son remained between Matilda and Yvan.


    Once she secured custody, she’d leave for good, never looking back.