Facade of Love (Yvette Scott and Idris Young) novel Chapter 221

Chapter 221 Wouldn’t Be Good to Scare Them 

I had just realized what was happening. I looked around quickly before shouting loudly that someone had fallen into the water. 

Unlike the last time, the Youngs‘ backyard was deserted like it usually was, especially since it was such a cold night. Even though I shouted several times, no one came. 

I knew how to swim, but the icy cold water of the pool made me hesitate. Noticing that the water in the pool was not deep, I coldly watched her struggle in the water. 

Pulling out my phone, I dialed Idris’s number. 

After a few rings, the call was answered. Idris’s deep voice came through, “Where are you?” 

“By the pond in the backyard. Someone’s fallen into the water,” I said, getting straight to the point. 

There was a brief pause on the other end before he asked, “Who?” 

“Christina.” 

His response was indifferent. “The water’s not deep. She won’t die.” 

Then he hung up. 

Staring at the disconnected call, I was taken aback. Was he really so cold–hearted to just hang up like that? 

Christina struggled in the water for a while. Perhaps after she realized she could not drown in such shallow water or after she figured out that her cries for help were futile, she eventually stopped calling for help. 

She stood up the darkness, in the water in a sorry state. I could not see her face clearly due to but her angry voice still reached my ears. She was practically roaring, “Yvette, you b*tch! You just stood there watching me struggle.” 

In all fairness, I did call for help and even phoned Idris for her. 

She really was ungrateful. Looking at her, I did not feel like responding at all. I got ready to leave. 

“Yvette, stop right there!” she shouted from the pond as I walked a few steps away. 

Turning back, I raised an eyebrow. “Is there anything else?” 

She looked around, probably realizing that no one was going to come to her rescue, and then. said to me, “Come here and pull me out. It’s too cold in here.” 

Seeing her shivering from the cold, I pursed my lips in hesitation but eventually decided to do a good deed. 

I pulled her dress free from the bushes where it was caught, threw the other end to her, and helped pull her out of the water. 

With a splash, she was out of the pond. I stepped a few paces away from her, not out of disdain but simply because the cold emanating from her was too intense, and I was afraid of the cold. 

Wouldn De Cood to Scam Them. 

Seeing me step back, she glared at me furiously. Her face, frozen to a purplish hue, seemed like it could tear me apart, but she restrained herself from yelling at me considering I had just pulled her out of the water. 

Not interested in observing her embarrassment any longer, I turned to leave. 

However, before I could take a step, I noticed a tall man approaching from the loft. 

It was idris. 

Christina noticed Idris coming just a few seconds after me. Her expression suddenly changed, and with a cry of alarm, she awkwardly crouched down, clutching at her ruined skirt in an attempt to cover her lower half, which was only clad in a pair of soaking–wet leggings. She looked awkward, terrified, and even… humiliated! 

Seeing her like this, I felt an urge to laugh, but I managed to hold it back. It was not right to kick someone when they were down. 

In a few seconds, Idris had reached me. He was not blind and immediately noticed Christina crouching on the ground in her pitiful state. 

“Iddy.” Christina looked at him, her face filled with a pitiful expression. 

Idris slightly furrowed his brows, his voice deep and restrained as he asked, “What happened. to you?” 

When he asked this, Christina seemed to feel even more aggrieved. She glanced at me timidly with slightly swollen eyes, then bit her lip and said, “I was pushed into the pond.” As she spoke, her tears fell like raindrops, making her look even more pitiful. 

I frowned. Pushed into the pond, she said? There were only the two of us around, and Idris had just arrived, so it was clear she was implying I was the one who pushed her.. 

I looked at Idris, expecting him to ask more, but he just nonchalantly said, “Oh, be more careful next time,” as if Christina had just said something meaningless. 

Christina probably did not expect such a response from him either. She widened her eyes in disbelief and started to say, “Iddy, I…” 

“I’ll have someone bring you some clothes. Find somewhere to hide for now,” Idris. interrupted her, adding, “There are children in the house, and it wouldn’t be good to scare them.” His voice was indifferent and distant, even carrying a hint of disdain. 

Even I could tell that his remark was about how frightening Christina’s current appearance was. Christina, at her vain and self–conscious age, must have felt humiliated being seen in such a state by her crush only to be openly disdained. Even as a bystander, I could imagine Christina’s embarrassment, so experiencing it firsthand must have been very painful. 

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