Chapter 180


    Chapter 180 Let Go Long Ago


    I did not know what they had discussed earlier, but Moore’s questioning suggested that Idris had said


    something ruthless to her, prompting her indignant inquiry.


    I had assumed Idris would disdain to answer such questions in front of so many people. However, after


    his near–heartless gaze swept towards Moore, his voice deep and cold, he said, “Do you think, I would


    have spared you a second nce if I hadn’t mistaken you for someone else?”


    His words stunned everyone present. Idris was known for his restraint. The Youngs‘ upbringing had


    taught him never to reveal his emotions easily, let alone speak harshly to


    anyone.


    Even more so in front of so many onlookers.


    Moore, too, probably did not expect him to speak such unfeeling words. She was momentarily frozen,


    staring at him, her eyes red and filled with hurt.


    Idris‘ expression remained unchanged, even indifferent. He told her, “Over these five years, I have


    done my duty to you. Don’t appear before me again. I owe you nothing, and you know it. There’s


    nothing I despise more than someone clinging to me.”


    After saying this, he gave Ensio a look. Ensio understood and forcefully took Moore away.


    Moore seemed still dazed as she was led away, evidently unable toe to terms with Idris’s coldness


    or ept it.


    I pursed my l*ps, calmly observing everything, and found myself reassessing Idris.


    I suddenly realized that I might not truly understand him. Even though we had been through life and


    death together and I had been his wife for two years, I might still not really know the true him.


    “What happened?” Liam came out and asked upon seeing Moore being taken away.


    Emily nced at me and Idris but remained silent, pulling Liam back into the ward.


    Suddenly, it was just Idris and me in the corridor.


    I felt no particr emotion toward Moore’s plight. She had brought it upon herself, so I turned to leave.


    “Let’s talk,” Idris’s voice came, low and steady.


    I pursed my l*ps, slightly frowning. “It seems there’s nothing left to talk about between the two of us, Mr.


    Young.”


    “Then, may I invite you to a meal?” he asked, his voice a bit deeper, “As a thank you for visiting


    Grandma.”


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    I furrowed my brows. “No…”


    “Yvette, must I beg you in the most humble way to have this meal?” he suddenly interrupted me. His


    tall, elegant figure stood before me, looking down at me.


    His words left me momentarily speechless, unable to articte a response. It took a while


    Chapter 180 Let Go Long Ago


    before I looked up at him and said, “What would you like to eat, Mr. Young? My treat.”


    He didn’t answer but simply said, “Come with me.”


    At the garden restaurant in the city center.


    A meal at this restaurant cost four figures. It was luxurious and elegant. Sitting on the leather sofa by


    the floor–to–ceiling window, I nced at the scenery outside. In the depth of winter, the flower trees in


    the garden below were blooming brilliantly, a pleasing sight.


    Idris greeted the waiter, and this time he did not ask what I wanted. Instead, he took the initiative to


    order.


    After the waiter left, I shifted my gaze from the trees back to him. “What does Mr. Young want to talk


    about?”


    He looked at me, his handsome and noble features impable, especially his eyes. They were like


    tranquil pools of water, captivating anyone who gazed into them for too long.


    “I have never touched her, nor have I ever been emotionally involved with her,” his deep, maic


    voice sounded undisturbed. I paused in my actions, not saying anything, just listening as he continued,


    “These years, my protection and willingness to fulfill her every request were due to the debt of gratitude


    I owed from the past.”


    I pursed my l*ps, silently pouring him a ss of water indifferently. “You don’t have to exin this to


    me. We’ve long passed the point where such exnations are necessary between us.”


    I meant every word sincerely, without a trace of resentment. Concerned he might doubt my sincerity, I


    looked up at him seriously. “When I lost the baby, I actually harbored thoughts of killing you and Moore.


    I even thought I would haunt you both for the rest of my life, making you pay for my child. But at some


    point, I just suddenly let go. Perhaps it was when I nearly died at sea in Macamer.”