A Journey from Bitterness to Truth (Matilda and Yvan) novel Chapter 143

Chapter 143 

“Matilda!” 

In that heart–stopping moment, Yvan’s grip on the steering wheel went slack, his body lurching backward to grab her. “Are you out of your mind? Do you have a death wish?* 

But in the next instant, the woman turned her head to glance at Yvan with eyes full of despair. Then, without any hesitation, she leaped from the speeding car! 

With the vehicle’s momentum, Matilda tumbled onto the asphalt, her knees scraping and bleeding, her body spinning until it hit the curb’s flowerbed. 

Yvan slammed on the brakes, the car skidding several meters before coming to a halt, evidence of just how fast they’d been going when she jumped. 

Matilda lay by the roadside, then pulled herself up, clutching a lamppost. Blood trickled from a gash on her leg, but she seemed oblivious to the pain as she staggered away. 

Yvan followed, but Matilda knew she couldn’t outrun him and stopped. 

Turning around, she screamed at him, “Don’t come any closer!” 

That look in her eyes chilled Yvan to the bone. 

“Matilda…” His voice trembled as he called her name. “Why do you insist on doing this?” 

“If you come any closer, I’ll throw myself into traffic!” she threatened. 

Her voice, hoarse and desperate, shook Yvan to his core. He looked up at Matilda, seeing in her eyes a reckless determination. 

“I mean it! Yvan, just try me!” 

She despised him, despised everything about the Boyd family, even more than she feared death 

itself. 

Yvan’s eyes reddened. “Do you hate me that much, Matilda?” 

Her response was immediate and unequivocal. “Yes!” 

Yes, she hated him! Hated him enough to prefer death over returning to his side! 

In that moment, Yvan had to face the truth: he’d lost. He’d lost to the stark hatred in her eyes. 

Trembling, he reached out to her. “Matilda, you’re in the middle of a depressive episode. Just calm down, alright? Let’s go home and talk…” 

Matilda laughed bitterly. “Home? My home is long gone, Mr. Boyd. Disappointed? My family was ruined five years ago.” 

She was no longer the Matilda of the past! Time could never be turned back! 

Yvan covertly dialed a number, hastily texting his men, unsure if they’d understand his cryptic 

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message. Then, he raised his voice again, “Come back to the Boyd estate!” 

“The Boyd estate?” Matilda shook her head. “That’s your home, not mine.”