Facade of Love

Chapter 335 Persistent Pursuer
Idris paused for a moment, then his face lit up. He handed me the flowers and asked, “What would you like to eat?”
I pursed my lips and said a little nervously, “Anything is fine.”
He nodded, and his mood noticeably improved.
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In the car, I remained silent. Idris was typically a man of few words, and even when he was excited, he still did not say much.
However, this time, he took the initiative to say, messaged you about the schedule of the Tully City vacation.”
Speaking of which, I had almost forgotten about this. I checked my phone and nodded in acknowledgement.
We reached our destination in no time.
It was a garden restaurant with a peaceful ambience. The courtyard was filled with blooming flowers, and there was the soothing
sound of flowing water. It felt like a cozy and inviting little garden.
After being led to a window–side table by the waiter, he handed us the menus. Since I was not good at ordering, I passed it to
Idris.
He hesitated for a moment but did not say much. After giving some instructions to the waiter, they left us alone.
The view outside the window was beautiful. I rested my chin on my hand and stared outside quietly. I liked it this way. Lately,
there had been so many things going on, and it felt like it had been a long time since I could just sit quietly like this.

Idris did not say anything either, merely sitting quietly beside me. We did not feel awkward in each other’s presence, and he did
not seem bored by the silence as he sat there with me.
If the waiter had not started serving the food, I would have been in a daze for a long time.
“Lake City might have its first snowfall the day after tomorrow. The wintersweets in the backyard of the old manor are about to
bloom. If you like, we can go back together to see them, “Idris said from across the table.
I took a sip of the sweet and savory soup and paused for a moment. I had an instinctive desire to refuse. However, when the
words reached the tip of my tongue, I ended up saying, “Okay.”
He seemed a little surprised that I had readily agreed, and his handsome lips curved slightly upwards as he said, “Then I’ll pick
you up from work the day after tomorrow.”
I did not reply but could not help wondering why I had agreed to him.
He did not press me for an answer and continued to serve me food.
This interaction seemed to take us back to those two years of marriage we shared. The vibe was similar yet different.,
During the meal, it was peaceful and harmonious. He did not bring up any other topics, and our conversations revolved around
delicious dishes or beautiful sights. If I initiated a conversation, he would engage with me. If not, he would naturally change the
subject.
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Honestly, this side of Idris made me feel somewhat uncomfortable. In the past, he had been indifferent and aloof toward me.
Now, although it seemed like there was no significant change, I could sense that he was making an effort to engage in more
conversation with me.
After finishing the meal, it was already quite late. He asked, “Would you like to go out for a walk and digest your meal?”
I shook my head. I looked at him and said, “I still have a lot of work to do, so I should head back early.”
He nodded and gently suggested, “Shall I drop you off?”
I did not refuse and was about to walk with him to the parking lot when I heard a man’s voice not far away. “Ms. Scott?”
Turning to the source of the voice, I saw two familiar faces, Inch and Charlie.
Charlie was sitting in a wheelchair, and the one who had called out to me was Inch.
Both of them were good–looking, but the age gap made it inevitable for one’s gaze to be drawn to Charlie at first glance,
probably due to the difference in charisma.
Seeing the two of them, I could not help but smile and exchange greetings with them.
Inch pushed Charlie toward us. Upon noticing Idris behind me, Charlie maintained his composure, but his tone turned
significantly colder as he said to me, “Have you had dinner?”
I nodded and asked, “Are you having dinner nearby as well?”
He replied with an ‘mm–hmm‘ and offered, “Are you heading home? I can give you a ride.”
Before I could respond, the man beside me said in a restrained and calm voice, “No need to trouble yourself, Mr. Yates. Yvette
will be going home with me.” With that, he took my hand and put on a somewhat boastful attitude.
I was genuinely surprised. The man who had been composed and mild–mannered just moments ago had suddenly become so...
arrogant?
Charlie furrowed his brow slightly. He pursed his thin lips, then smiled faintly with an indifferent tone. “So, Mr. Young is a
persistent pursuer, I see.”

This remark was undeniably aggressive, a blatant provocation.
Idris’s face darkened, and the two men exchanged cold glares, almost on the verge of a physical confrontation.
Worried about a repeat of the scene outside the police station, I looked at Idris, withdrew my hand from his palm, and said, “I
have something to attend to. You two can continue your conversation.”
I had not forgotten the last time I witnessed them fighting. I was the one who got hurt the most. My fragile human body could not
withstand such abuse, so running away was the best course of action.
Seeing that I was about to leave, both Idris and Charlie simultaneously offered, “I’ll give you a ride!”
“No need!”