Chapter 916 You Make Me Sick

"No way!" His voice spiked, eyes red and intense as he glared at me. His grip on my arms was unyielding, his emotions raw and unchecked. "Yvette, don't lie to me. If you've really stopped loving me, why did you meddle with the Youngs' business after I faked my death? If you didn't care, why did you get so worked up seeing me clean those graves that you went and ticked off Maxwell? "If you didn't love me, why did you vigilantly watch over me every single night I was out cold? And if you really didn't love me, why did you stick with Lucas all those years, bent on avenging me? Your lies are pathetic, Yvette." With a slap, I left him speechless. I pushed him away, my face a mask of indifference, but my eyes seethed with sarcasm. The crowd around us had grown. They had their phones out, capturing every moment of this ridiculous drama. I knew it would not be long before Idris became the city's biggest joke. I would be the one who made sure of it, the one who turned Idris into Lake Cit