Chapter 455 It Doesn''t Matter Anymore


    Idris gave a nonchnt hum, tousled Ash''s fluffy hair, and told Zoe, "Take Ash inside first."


    Zoe gave me a quick look, nodded with a smile that made her eyes twinkle, and said, "Catch you in


    a bit, Yvette."


    I returned the smile, watching them head into the Young residence.


    March in Lake City meant rain, and sure enough, the sky was starting to drizzle, hinting at the


    downpour toe.


    I gave Idris a slight nod, out of conversation topics. We swapped smiles to say goodbye before we


    both turned to go our separate ways.


    Someone then caught my wrist—it was Idris. I stopped and turned to face him, his dark eyes


    holding back a storm, "Yvette, do you really not care at all?"


    I hesitated, meeting his gaze with a calm voice, "Care about what?" It took me a few seconds


    before I added, "About you and Alice getting married?"


    He pressed his lips together, his deep gaze fixed on me without a flicker.


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    I gave a small smile, my heart surprisingly calm. "Idris, everything I said to you that day came from


    the heart. I truly wish you all the happiness in the world."


    My wrist ached slightly, and I winced, trying to pull my hand away, but he gripped it firmly, his voice


    rough. "Why?"


    His question caught me off guard. I let out a sigh, finding myself without words, and managed to


    say, "I''ve got things to do, Idris. Please let go."


    His gaze intensified, and with a sudden tug, I was being held tightly in his arms. I tried to break free,


    but he just held me closer. "Yvette, do you really hate me that much? After everything, can''t you


    move past this?"


    Getting too caught up in feelings was like drowning in them, struggling for air until it was toote.


    I pushed him away forcefully, my expression bing more impassive. "This isn''t about love or


    hate, Idris. We''ve missed our moment."


    He narrowed his eyes, his voice strained. "Missed our moment? What are you saying?"


    "I..."


    "Don''t tell me you''ve fallen for Lucas," he cut in, his voice hoarse. "Yvette, you can''t lie to me."


    "Why would I lie to you?" I said, tiredly, looking at him with detachment. "In this world, anything can


    happen. Surviving life and death together doesn''t mean a thing. Idris, just stop."


    He scowled, his eyes dark and intense as he stepped closer, holding my arm, and said each word


    deliberately, "Am I annoying you? Am I just a pest to you now? Do you see my begging as just a


    nuisance?"


    I ignored the pain in his eyes and nodded. "Yes, it''s exhausting me."


    He stood there in silence, his eyes locked on mine and not saying a word. Then, out of nowhere, he


    shed a cold smirk and let go of my arm. He took a few steps back, his eyes filled with icy


    detachment as he taunted me, "Well, it''s all good. When I''m happily married with a loving wife and a


    lucky son, I won''t have to feel bad about not looking after you well enough in the past."


    I nodded, pushing down the ache in my chest, and met his frosty stare with a calm face. "Let''s leave


    the past behind us. No need to worry about it anymore."


    He arched an eyebrow, his look sharp as ice. "Alright, I’ll heed your words."


    There was nothing more to say. I gave him a small smile and turned to leave, only to bump into


    Alice, who was strolling up with her mother. My heart skipped a beat at the sight of my mother. How


    I had missed her after all those months.


    I wanted to step forward, but my mother did not even give me a look. She just linked arms with Alice


    and walked over to Idris.


    Alice was all smiles, looking graceful and sweet. She caught my eye for a second before turning to


    Idris and asking, "I hope I''m not toote. Traffic was a nightmare."


    Idris shook his head, still watching me. I was not really supposed to be there. My mother did not


    want to see me, and the sadness in my heart told me to keep out of sight to keep her from getting


    upset.


    I decided it was time to go.


    However, then Idris stopped me, "Ms. Scott." His voice sounded so distant, so formal.


    I stopped and looked back at him. He was trying to hide his annoyance behind a polite smile as he


    held Alice close. "We''re getting married in two weeks," he said. "I''ll have someone send you an


    invite. I hope you can join us for a toast."


    This guy...


    Was he trying to get under my skin?


    Maybe...


    Well, it did not matter anymore.


    I nodded, still smiling. "Sure, thanks."


    On my way home, my mind was still in a fog. I had been swept along without any say in the matter


    for two long, dull years, getting to know Idris, leaning on him, and falling for him without even


    noticing. From being on edge to finally letting my guard down, those few months felt as long as a


    lifetime.