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Chapter 143 Madam Young’s Apology
Hearing it from Madam Young made it sound so polite. I gave her a small smile and
nodded. “Yeah, I’ve signed the divorce papers. Now it’s just up to Idris to sign, and then
we’ll go to the local office to make it official.”
She peered at me, her old eyes shadowed with something I could not quite read. “Are you
sure about this?” she asked.
Her question caught me off–guard. She was supposed to be all for me and Idris calling it
quits. In fact, she had been waiting for it. Now, her words had an edge to them.
What did she mean by asking if I was sure?
She must have picked up on my confusion because she paused before continuing, “About
what happened five years ago… Mr. Zachary filled me in, and the police have closed the
case. You were a victim too, and it’s been a long time. It shouldn’t cause any more trouble
for you. Ever since your accident, I’ve been wondering if I meddled too much in you kids‘
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtlives. Because of me, you and Iddy lost your first child. It was a Young, and my
interference caused such a needless loss. I’m not getting any younger, and when I meet
Iddy’s grandpa down below, I reckon he’ll have a few words for me about it.”
I had never heard Madam Young talk like this before. Her voice was heavy with regret, and
it stirred something deep inside me
Without thinking, I blurted out, “Grandma, that’s all water under the bridge!”
She gazed at me, inhaling softly before speaking, “I’ve been meaning to say sorry to you,
Yvette. I was too tough on you before, and I really hope you don’t hold it against me.”
I had not seen Madam Young opening up like this coming. I shook my head gently.
“Grandma, there’s nothing to forgive. You were just looking out for Idris, from your point of
view.”
She let out a weary sigh, a shadow crossing her face. “Yvette, are you truly set on
divorcing Iddy?”
It was the same question, just asked in a new way.
I nodded, giving her a quiet ‘yes‘.
Her eyebrows knitted together in frustration. “Is it because of Moore? The pressure I put
on you? Or the loss of the baby?”
I paused, caught off guard by her detailed questioning, but I nodded again. “It’s a bit of
everything.” The truth was, Idris and I might never have been right for each other. Our
marriage was misguided from the start—how could we ever have hoped to be like any
other happy couple?
She looked at me, her eyes filled with words she could not quite bring herself to say. After
a brief
silence, she finally asked, “If we can fix these issues you’re worried about, will you give
Iddy another
chance?”
Her question took me by surprise. Why was she bringing this up now?
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Madam Young’s face, worn by time, showed a touch of forlorn resignation. “You know, we
all have to admit something no matter how hard we fight it, we all come to terms with
getting older in the end.
Her words hung in the air, leaving me puzzled for a moment
“Madam Young,” a voice interrupted.
I glanced to the side when I heard the voice and saw Mr. Zachary hurrying over with a
cozy shawl in his hands. He gently wrapped it around Madam Young and told her, “The
car’s here.” Madam Young gave a subtle nod toward the sleek black Maybach parked
nearby.
As Mr. Zachary assisted her, ready to head to the car, Madam Young paused and turned to
me. Yvette, I really think you should give your marriage with Iddy another thought,” she
said earnestly. Whatever or whoever’s getting in the way, I’ll take care of it. I’m aware that
my actions have caused you trouble with the Youngs, and I’m sorry for that. But if you
come back, I promise to make things right.” I was taken aback, at a loss for words. Madam
Young did not wait for an answer, though. She just walked away with Mr. Zachary’s help
after speaking her piece. I watched them get into the car and drive off, wondering what
had brought on this sudden change in her.
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