Facade of Love (Yvette Scott and Idris Young) novel Chapter 458

I hesitated, every fiber of me wanting to say no, but I moved closer, standing by Idris’ side and reaching out a reluctant hand.

He gave a small, tight-lipped smile, his brow furrowing. "Is that how you help someone up?"

Something was off, and I could not shake the feeling.

Holding back my annoyance, I stooped to help him stand. No sooner was he on his feet than his towering presence slumped against me, almost sending us both tumbling. I steadied him, my brow furrowed in concern. "Idris, stand up straight!"

From above, his low laugh trickled down, laced with a hint of sarcasm. "Oh? Not Mr. Young today?"

I did not bite and just kept him upright as we made our way out of the VIP room. He was a mess, staggering and bumping into things. Whether he was putting on an act or genuinely plastered, it was a nightmare to deal with.

When we finally got to the car, I opened the back door for him, but he stood there, stiff as a board. I looked up to see his face set in a frown of displeasure.

"What's up with you?" I asked, trying to maintain my composure.

"I'm not sitting in the back."

Typical diva move!

I was that close to giving him a piece of my mind, but I reined it in, opened the front door, and practically shoved him into the seat.

Once I was in the driver's seat, I saw him leaning back, eyes shut. I did not bother with chit-chat and fired up the engine. After the last time he got wasted and went on a wild chase, I was not taking any chances. We only stopped for lights, and I made a beeline for Clearwater Residence.

It was way too late to drop him at the old manor without waking up Madam Young, so Clearwater Residence it was.

I parked and glanced his way. He was still out of it, eyes closed. I waited a few minutes, but he did not budge. "We're here," I said, breaking the silence.

No reply.

I bit my lip and tried again, "Idris, we've arrived."

I was sure he was doing that on purpose.

Biting back my annoyance, I helped him navigate back to his second-floor bedroom. Everything was just as it had been left, untouched and familiar. It had the same decorations, plants, and lived-in feel.

I dumped him on the bed and was about to make my exit.

However, out of nowhere, he wrapped his arms around me from behind. I tried to wriggle free, but he pinned my hands, immobilizing me. That guy...

"Idris, you..."

"So, you're really going to walk away from me, huh?" His voice was a raspy whisper, his breath hot on my ear, his face pressed against my neck.

I was rooted to the spot, the harsh words I was about to hurl got choked back, and a wave of heartache crashed over me, leaving me mute.

He leaned in close, his breath warm on my neck and his voice a raspy whisper, "When did you start thinking about ditching me? Everything was good in Tully City, so what's with the sudden change of heart? Is it because of Lucas? Or maybe Alice? Yvette, whatever it was, just tell me. Let me have some peace of mind, will you?"