Facade of Love

Chapter 24

Chapter 24 How Did You Know His Eyes Were Once Injured?

Charles looked somewhat bewildered and said, “Mrs. Young, you…”

“It was indeed at the border,” interrupted Mr. Zachary, who was entering from Madam Young’s courtyard. “Mrs. Young, Madam Young wants to see you.”

I nodded at him, gestured for Charles to continue with his duties, and followed Mr. Zachary to Madam Young’s courtyard.

As I followed behind him, I still had some questions on my mind. “Mr. Zachary, may I ask you some questions?”

He nodded. “Feel free to ask me anything, Mrs. Young.”

I paused before asking, “Did Moore and Idris meet at the border?”

Mr. Zachary nodded, looking back at me as he said, “Yes. Mr. Young was severely injured at the border years ago and happened to meet Ms. Moore there. She risked her life to get him back, even taking a bullet for him. Fortunately, it wasn’t fatal. Madam Young had planned to let Mr. Young marry her if she hadn’t suddenly married someone else back then.”

I pursed my l*ps, taking a deep breath. “So, the reason Madam Young agreed to help Scott Corporation two years ago and let Idris marry me was partly because she owed Moore a favor?”

Mr. Zachary thought for a moment, and said, “That’s part of the reason, but not entirely. Family alliances also benefit Young Corporation. Madam Young wouldn’t compromise the Young Corporation’s interests for the sake of a favor.”

That made sense.

After hearing this, I went quiet. No wonder Idris was so concerned about Moore earlier. This woman had gotten injured for him multiple times. If I were a man, I would probably be moved to tears myself.

Relationships established during danger and hardship were intense, so naturally, Idris‘ feelings for

Moore were also intense,

I wanted to smile but could not. I had to wet my parched l*ps to ask Mr. Zachary, “Were Idris‘ eyes

also healed with Moore’s assistance?”

Mr. Zachary nodded. “Yes, when Mr. Young and Ms. Moore returned to the country, Ms. Moore stayed with him throughout his eye treatment process. His eyes were severely injured at the time, and his emotional state was unstable. It was Ms. Moore who accompanied him throughout.”

He sighed heavily and said, “Mrs. Young, Mr. Young and Ms. Moore have gone through a lot together. Madam Young is also helpless with the current situation. I hope you won’t hold it against her for being strict with you.”

Well, on one hand, there was her grandson’s sweetheart who had saved him. On the other hand, there was me, the granddaughter–in–law of hers who had a horrible past. If I were Madam Young, it would Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

have been hard for me as well.

I looked at Mr. Zachary and smiled. “Mr. Zachary, I don’t blame Grandma for anything, and I understand her current arrangements.”

He smiled and sighed lightly in response.

When we reached Madam Young’s courtyard, he let me enter alone. I nodded and thanked him.

He suddenly stopped me. “Mrs. Young.”

I turned to look at him. “What is it, Mr. Zachary?”

He looked at me with a puzzled expression. “How did you know Mr. Young’s eyes were once injured?”

I hesitated for a moment before quickly returning to my senses, saying, “I heard it from Moore.”

Given Moore’s tendency to brag about Idris‘ feelings for her, pinning this on her seemed like a safe

bet.

Mr. Zachary nodded but seemed slightly puzzled. “Madam Young specifically instructed that this should not be openly discussed…”

I did not listen to what he said next and walked into Madam Young’s courtyard.

There, Madam Young was dozing off in a rocking chair by the window. She did not react to my entrance, her eyes remaining closed. After about half an hour, when my calves were growing a little numb from standing, she slowly opened her eyes and looked at me. She said calmly, “You’re here.”

I nodded and stood silently.

She looked at me and got straight to the point. “Yvette, I don’t like Moore. She’s not sincere or kind- hearted. But that doesn’t mean you can abuse your position as the Youngs‘ daughter–in–law to mistreat her. Do you understand?”

Clearly, she was warning me against making life difficult for Moore.

I nodded. “I was wrong today. It won’t happen again.”

She nodded back. “You’re still young, and it’s normal to be resentful. However, you should understand that Idris has no interest in you. Your purpose in staying with the Youngs is clear. We are, after all, in a

partnership now. I hope that a year from now, we can end our relationship

harmoniously. The child that Moore carries is a Young. You can’t harm it.”

With that last sentence, her muddy, stern eyes locked onto mine. Every word she uttered was a warning to me.