A Journey from Bitterness to Truth (Matilda and Yvan) novel Chapter 126

Chapter 126 

Criss guided Matilda to their room for some rest, the twin beds neatly made. 

Matilda perched on one, taking deep, steadying breaths. 

Seeing her like this, Criss heaved a sigh, grabbed the kettle to boil some water for tea, and asked while filling it, “Sweetie, you gotta tell me who he is already, right?” 

Matilda offered a resigned smile. “He’s my ex–husband.” 

“Oh my God!” 

Criss‘ hand trembled, nearly dropping the kettle. “Then I don’t wanna sleep with him.” 

Matilda’s voice pitched up in disbelief. “You wanted to sleep with my ex–husband?” 

Criss stroked his chin thoughtfully. “Well, he doesn’t look like the submissive type. I bet if we hit the sack, we’d end up wrestling.” 

Matilda raised her hands in a gesture of surrender. “Okay, okay, Lord Criss, I admit my fault. I shouldn’t have kept it from you. I’ll be upfront next time.” 

“Hmph.” Criss lost his usual air of poised aloofness, sat beside Matilda after setting up the kettle, and said, “Honey, you gotta figure something out. You can’t keep dodging him forever. The event planners were talking him up big time. How did you guys even get together back in the day?” 

“It just happened.” 

Prodded by Criss‘ question, memories came flooding back. Matilda chuckled 

self–deprecatingly, shook her head to dispel those thoughts, and then said, “There’s nothing much to tell; it’s all in the past, dear Mr. Curiosity.” 

“Alright then, my sweet little secret keeper is keeping things from me now.” Criss feigned injury with a sigh. “Seems like we can’t continue being besties.” 

Matilda looked up at the renowned creative director, who smiled down at her, “Looks like we’re 

rivals in love now.” 

Matilda couldn’t help but laugh. “Go ahead, try your luck. If you can turn Yvan gay, you’re welcome to my troubles.” 

“Boring.” 

Criss rolled his eyes and gazed out the floor–to–ceiling window at the crowd below. People were mingling, clinking glasses, the socialite dance of ambiguity–everyone hunting, everyone climbing, all with a shared aim: ascend the ladder. 

“Your ex is quite the catch.” 

Criss observed Yvan in the crowd, his tall, distinguished figure and his aloof, handsome face 

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drawing the attention of many socialites. Yet, Yvan remained unimpressed, as if no woman there could plque his interest. 

“Oh darling, with the way he’s giving the cold shoulder to those ladies, you’d think he played for the same team as us.”