Chapter 210
Chapter 210 But what if you can’t find your way out?
Idris nced around, clearly not quite understanding what I said, then mumbled an ‘oh‘ and stumbled
out of the car. I steadied him as we made our way into the yard of Clearwater Residence.
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It had been a while since I had been here. Two years living in this ce, and it all felt so familiar yet so
foreign.
When he stopped in his tracks again, I sighed, used to his antics by now. “What’s up now?” I asked,
bracing myself for more drama.
The man stood by the pool, lost in thought, when out of the blue, he started peeling off his clothes. It
was barely above freezing, and there he was, stripping down. I lunged to stop him. “ What in the world
are you doing?!”
In this chilly air, he would be lucky to escape without frostbite.
He frowned, those perfect eyebrows knitting together, and gave me this innocent puppy–dog look. “But
we’re home, right? Can’t I take a bath and hit the hay?”
I nced at the pool water, a mix of amusement and disbelief washing over me. That
exined his fixation on the pool–he had actually nned to bathe in it.
Sighing deeply, I was past the point of lecturing. “Go inside and use hot water, okay? You’ll catch a cold
out here.”
He gave me those doe eyes and smiled. “Alright, I’ll do as my wife says.”
Wife? Did he just…
Was he mixing up his words or what?
I ushered him into the vi’s grand entrance, nning to leave as soon as he was safe inside.
Out of sheer decency, and knowing he might just wander back out for a midnight swim, I decided to see
it through and led him to his room.
I was about to nudge him into the bathroom when he spun around, all serious. “Yvette.”
I stopped in my tracks, puzzled. “What’s up?”
We had not been in this room, our old honeymoon suite, for ages. It felt like stepping back in
time.
His voice was raspy. “You’re noting in?”
I blinked, thrown off. Was he sobering up, or still tipsy? He’d been so out of it just a moment
ago…
His stare pinned me in ce, and I managed a weak smile. “It’ste. I’m heading out. Get some rest,
okay?”
Drunk or not, I had done my part. He was home, and that was my cue to bow out.
I had just finished speaking when I spun around to leave, but the sound of rushed footsteps stopped
me cold. Before I knew it, my wrist was grabbed, and I was pulled into a tight embrace from behind. His
voice, heavy with the scent of alcohol, was close to my ear, “Where do you
Chapter 210 But what if you can’t find your way out?
think you’re going without me?”
His voice was deep, almost maic, and it sounded like he was hurt. I froze, not sure how to
react.
“Idris, you need to let go,” I said, trying to wriggle free from the iron grip around my He did not loosen
his hold. In fact, he held me closer, his chin on my shoulder as he said stubbornly, “No, don’t go.”
I was taken aback. He was drunk, but why was he acting this way?
waist.
I took a deep breath, trying to keep my cool. “Idris, we’re not married anymore. You need to let me go. I
have to get home.”
He did not budge and just spoke in a low, controlled voice, “Why didn’t you ever talk about what
happened five years ago? You watched me chase the wrong person like a fool. Why didn’t you tell me
anything?”
Then, he spun me around to face him, our eyes locked. His gaze was so intense it was almost too
much. He held my shoulders tight, making me face him, his voice rough. “You’re mad at me, aren’t
you? Mad that I didn’t recognize you sooner, mad that I mistook someone else for you, mad that I kept
hurting you, right?”
His sudden outburst left a bitter taste in my mouth. I could not tell if he was just spouting drunken
nonsense or pouring out his soul. I did not know what to say.
I bit my lip, pushing down the ache in my chest, and met his gaze. “I was mad at you, but that’s all
behind us now. Idris, whatever happened, it’s over. I’m not mad anymore. We both have to move
forward.”
His eyes were dark and deep, almost scary, as he asked, “Move forward? But what if… what if I can’t?
I’m trapped… trapped in the past.”
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