Chapter 146


    Chapter 146 Mind Each other’s business


    If the cops got their hands on this stuff, Moore would be locked up for years.


    Why would he trust me with this, knowing how much he cared about Moore? Did he really think I would


    not turn it over to the police?


    Idris’s gaze was cool as itnded on me, his voice even, betraying no emotion. “I just wanted to help


    you find the truth.


    I scrunched my brows, puzzled. What did he mean by finding the truth?


    Guessing what was going on in someone else’s head had never been my thing. It was like trying to


    read a book with the pages glued shut. So I handed the stuff back to him, keeping my voice steady.”


    I’m not sure why you gave me these, but thanks. They’re no good to me now, though.


    He looked surprised, a wrinkle forming between his brows. “No good?”


    I nodded, not really wanting to get into it. “That’s old news. Sure, this couldnd Moore in jail, but…”


    I met his eyes, pausing for a beat. “But you and I both know that with the way things are, any jail time


    would get pushed back a year or two, and a lot can change in two years.”


    I did not spell it out for him, but the subtext was clear. These things could put Moore away for a while,


    but with a dy, Idris could work his magic to make sure she never stepped foot behind bars. There


    were always loopholes, especially for someone like Idris


    Idris’s face clouded over, his dark eyes locking onto mine, his voice a low rumble. “Yvette, do you really


    see me as such a bad guy?”


    I bit my l*p, holding back the urge to start a fight right there. With a calm voice, I said, “Idris, you’ve


    given me these things, and no matter why, I owe you thanks. But as for what you’re up to, I can’t figure


    it out, and honestly, I don’t want to. Let’s face it, we’re just a couple on the brink of calling it quits. We’re


    hardly what anyone would call close.”


    I was not sure if my blunt words stung, but I could almost see Idris’s breath catch, a mix of anger and


    disbelief. He chuckled, disbelief winning over. “Close?”


    I knew if we kept this up, a full–blown argument was just around the corner, so I quickly changed the


    subject and started to put away the investment documents he’d handed me “Thanks for these. I’ll


    make it up to you with dinner sometime.”


    Thesitated, then nced at the leather bag. “I won’t be needing this. First off, I’m not about to send a


    pregnant woman to jail, and secondly she’s still my sister. Just tell her we’re even, and that’s the


    end of it‘


    Idris stayed silent, his dark eyes fixed on me, and I felt a wave of anxiety, my skin prickling under his


    gaze. I was about to break the silence when he finally spoke, his voice deep and resonant. “Yvette,


    after two years of being married, do you really think I don’t know you at all?“!


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    I froze, confused. “What are you getting at?”


    A slight smirk lifted his eyebrows as he replied, “Since when did someone who always stands up for


    what’s right suddenly decide to just let things slide?”


    He looked at me, his l*ps pressed into a thin line, and slid the leather bag across the table.


    “I’m not the viin you think I am, Yvette,” he began. “I dug up all this stuff because I needed to


    understand what you went through, and I wanted to make things right. I know you’re mad at me, like I


    said, I’ll do everything I can to fix it.”


    Fix it?


    Fix what? The baby we lost at six weeks?


    but


    My heart clenched as if gripped by an invisible hand, leaving me breathless for a moment. I caught my


    breath and met his gaze with a steady one of my own. “It’s not necessary, Idris. If you really want to


    make things right, let’s just find time to pick up our divorce papers from the local office. We’ll go our


    separate ways, no strings attached. I don’t need your help.”