Chapter 189 Charlie Yates

Was Idris… giving me an explanation? Realizing this, I calmed my somewhat chaotic breathing, casually acknowledged him with an ‘oh!’, and then broke free from his grasp, quickly leaving without heeding his calls from behind. He did not care about Moore’s life or death? Did not care what I would do to Moore? Leaving the hospital, my doubts only deepened. For five years, did he really have no feelings for Moore beyond a sense of obligation? Honestly, this version of Idris felt somewhat foreign to me. His ability to turn his back so decisively was very... surprising. Unable to untangle his and Moore’s messy relationship, I shook my head, deciding not to dwell on it. As long as he did not interfere, Moore would have to spend five or six years in prison, which would be a form of revenge for the torment I had endured over the years. Feeling good about having resolved this matter, I drove back to Azure Bay, planning to change clothes for dinner with Inch and his friend later that evenin