Beyond the Divorce

Dying in Glory Is Better Than Living in Dishonor Ivanna looked at me sympathetically while I stared back.

I was trying hard not to cry.

“Chlo, don’t be upset.

We’re in this together now,” she said, trying to console me.

My eyes welled up with tears, and I rushed into the bathroom.

I quickly texted Johnson, washed my face, and returned to the room.

“What should we do?” I asked, my voice trembling.

“H–I’m ready to do whatever it takes.

I don’t care about my pride anymore.” Tears streamed down my face, and I felt utterly helpless.

Suddenly, Matthew’s phone rang.

He glanced at the screen, then hurriedly answered.

Although I couldn’t hear what was said, I saw him turn pale.

Then he said through trembling lips, “I understand.” After hanging up, Matthew’s head bowed in defeat.

Ivanna shot me a glance, and I raised an eyebrow at her.

He lifted his head and said, “I need to step out for a moment.

I’ll be back soon.

Ivanna, please stay with Chlo.

I have something to take care of.” “Where are you going?” I asked with a hint of displeasure. Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

“Just a quick errand.

I’ll be back in no time.

Don’t worry, okay?” He then turned and left.

When I heard Matthew go down the stairs, I made a quick phone call, but the line was busy.

Ivanna whispered to me, “What’s he going to do? He didn’t even finish explaining.

Why did he leave so suddenly? “Don’t worry, I’ve lit a fire under him.

He’s determined to make amends,” I said confidently.

I started to eat, but my bitterness showed.

Why don’t I just expose Melanie right now?” Ivanna suggested, watching me closely.

Lot’s wait a little longer,” 3 sald, my tone serious “I’m afraid he’s holding onto something, and I need my remo card.

can’t believe the mess Can i ever trust in manage again? Ivanna sighed.

her paint for now I cleared the table before calling my daughter, realizing how much I missed her.

However, I felt relieved that she wasn’t here while this was happening.

back wh I Matthew got and I was already in bed.

When he got into bed, I turned away from him.

I felt.

his hand on my back and mumbled, “I’m tired.” He paused and withdrew his hand.

“Alright, get some rest.

It’s my fault.

I know I’ve hurt you.

That woman.

duped me.

I swear I’ll do nothing like this again.

I’ll give our child the best future, and we’ll live a good life together.

His voice sounded tired and lonely.

My heart ached.

What sort of future could there be with him? After all, the real mistress was still around.

I finally realized why Matthew was so composed.

Since the identity of the real homewrecker was still unknown to the public, he could remain calm.

Did I have to share my bed with him in the future and serve him alongside his sister? No, I would rather be broken than succumb to that fate.

My daughter is better off without a heartless father.

It was unbearable to know Ava would understand this humiliation when she got older.

Though I mentally prepared for this countless times, it was still hard to decide.

Tears dampened my pillow.

I hoped that someday my daughter would understand the tough choice I had to make.

The situation kept getting worse as more people looked into it.

They searched for the whistleblower and those who caught the adulterers that night.

Tanum Corporation was also implicated, and they investigated its history.

As the true founder of the company, I was also subjected to scrutiny.

While the public seemed to be on my side, some started delving into my assets.

It was disheartening.

This situation finally caught Matthew’s attention, and he swiftly took action.

That afternoon, a notification flashed on my phone.

The missing down payment for our house had been returned.

However, before I could feel any relief, Melanie stormed into the room.

Her face was flushed with anger.