A Journey from Bitterness to Truth

Hearing Logan’s words, a sardonic chuckle escaped Yvan’s lips involuntarily.

Five years ago, Matilda was the belle of Sea City, a stunning vision of grace and beauty. naturally proud and aloof. The idea that she would stoop to throwing herself at someone was unthinkable. This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

Perhaps her only slip was for Yvan, and he hadn’t cherished her at all.

Now, after five years, the past had returned, but everything had changed.

Yvan wondered if those

five lost years hadn’t come between them, would they now be standing on the brink of another clash?

But life doesn’t always offer a path for regrets. Yvan thought to himself that giving Rachel a clear name and the truth might let her rest in peace. As for Matilda, she had paid her dues.

Logan watched Willow’s retreating figure, then suddenly turned to Yvan and asked in a soft voice, “Mr. Boyd, have you been with any other women during these five years?”

The kid’s tone was almost accusatory, and Yvan frowned, not bothering to answer.

Logan fell silent, studying Yvan’s handsome profile. The young boy bottled up all his thoughts.

If one day, his mom and Mr. Boyd got back together… it would likely be a repeat disaster.

Logan didn’t approve of this father figure yet. Despite Yvan’s flawless public image, wealth, and social standing, was a man who had been indifferent to his own mother really worth her walking back into the flames?

No, it wasn’t.

Logan’s gaze darkened as he glanced out the window. The night deepened, as did the chill in

his heart.

Three days later, Matilda showed up at the door, her eyes red from obvious distress, yet she was meticulously dressed in boots and a jacket that made her look years younger.

The nannies were stunned.

Wasn’t this the frenzied woman who had caused a scene just days ago? How had she transformed so completely?

Yvan was at home helping Logan with his homework when Matilda arrived. At her call, the child dropped his crayons and rushed into her arms, his face lit with joy, “Mommy, have you come to take me home?”

Matilda, with a pained heart, shook her head. “I’m sorry, Logan. You might need to give Mommy a little more time.”

Logan remained silent, still clutching her. With Matilda there, he felt at peace.

Yvan, on the other hand, saw this display of maternal affection and let out a derisive laugh. “Don’t bother struggling in vain. Matilda, no amount of time will find you a lawyer brave enough

to take me on in court.”

His words struck Matilda, her eyes brimming with tears, “Yvan, how can you be so heartless?”

“Heartless?” Yvan laughed as if he’d heard a joke, “You only deserve this from me!”

Matilda didn’t respond, just fixed him with a gaze so intense Yvan felt almost breathless.

Matilda’s eyes had always held a proud and lofty gaze, never bowing down for anyone. Yet five years ago, she’d cast aside her pride for Yvan.

Now, all that remained in her eyes was a startlingly bright hatred.

Yvan laughed again, silently but cruelly. “Matilda, why do you never learn?”

“Indeed, I never learn.” Matilda held Logan close; her voice trembled. “What do you want from

me? I’ve served five years and carried the shame and the blame. Why are you still so obsessed with me?”