Facade of Love

Chapter 437 I Killed Him

A sharp pain pierced my heart, and it felt like my breathing had stopped. I lifted my leg to approach Idris, but before I could even take a step forward, my wrist was grabbed.

It was Lucas.

He held my hand tightly, his gaze provoking Idris as he smirked. "Mr. Young, isn't it inappropriate to call out to my fiancee in front of me?"

I furrowed my brows. Since when had I become his fiancee?

Idris did not look at him. His gaze remained fixed on me.

After a while, he repeated, "Yvette, come here." Just a few seconds later, he added, "Let's go home." NôvelDrama.Org owns all content.

Those few simple words made my nose tingle, and tears uncontrollably streamed down my face.

I glanced at Lucas, pursing my lips, my voice hoarse as I said, "I want to talk to him for a few moments." Without waiting for his response, I tightly gripped the curved knife in my hand and continued, "You can disagree, but the only thing you'll take with you today is my life."

He furrowed his brows with lips pressed tightly. His dark eyes narrowed slightly when he noticed the curved knife in my hand. After a long moment, he released me. He lowered his voice and warned, "Yvette, you’d return quickly, or I'll make sure Kobe doesn't leave this place intact."

I paused, staring at him in bewilderment. He raised an eyebrow, his lips slightly parting as he said, "I've already planted a timed explosive on him. As long as I'm not happy, even if he had already died, he’ll still be blown to pieces. You won't even be able to take his remains with you."

I trembled with anger, feeling his extreme malice. He had prepared everything from start to finish and never intended to let me rescue Kobe.

Suppressing my anger, I squeezed out a word through my clenched teeth. "Fine!"

Hearing my answer, he smiled satisfactorily and said, "Go ahead, then."

As I approached Idris, it felt incredibly difficult although it was just a few short steps. It had been months since our separation in the open sea, and since then, Idris had grown thinner and more weary. His once-handsome and clear face now looked gaunt and defined.

I had imagined countless scenarios for our reunion, but I never expected it to be like this—full of sorrow and despair.

I stopped in front of him, and he looked at me with his usual handsome and clear features. His elegant eyebrows were slightly furrowing. After a while, he spoke, his voice hoarse and restrained, "Yvette, we're going home."

My heart clenched, and for a moment, I could not find the words to respond. I thought he would question me about Kobe's death, but he...

Idris shielded me behind him, his usual cold demeanor returning. He looked at Lucas, not saying anything. It was Gregory who stepped forward, holding a gun and pointing it at Lucas, saying, "Charlie, a life has been lost on your territory. As a police officer, I demand that you cooperate with us for questioning."

Lucas remained silent, his gaze fixed on me. He raised an eyebrow, smirking as he said, "Yvette, have you finished speaking your piece?"

He played with the controller in his hand but did not say anything more.

I knew what he meant, and my heart sank. Looking at Gregory, I spoke up, "Officer Gregory, I killed him."

Gregory was taken aback and looked at me in shock.

Idris continued to watch me in silence, his dark eyes filled with an inscrutable darkness.\

"Ms. Scott." Gregory frowned, his tone full of confusion. He was wondering why I was speaking up for Lucas at this moment.

I knew they wanted to take advantage of the current situation to bring Lucas back for investigation, but there was no way they could actually take him away. Not only was this Lucas's territory, but today's events had been a trap set by Lucas from the beginning. He had prepared everything and was just waiting for Idris to arrive.

I was not sure what Lucas would do if they forced a confrontation, as he was already planning to mess with Kobe’s body.

I did not want Idris and Gregory to meet the same fate.

Looking at Gregory, I suddenly thrust my hands forward toward him and shouted, "I killed the man. I’ll confess to it."

Gregory furrowed his brow but did not say much. He continued to keep his gaze on Lucas while holding the gun and repeated, "Charlie Yates, you need to come with us."