Beyond the Divorce

Chapter 1 Breadcrumbs of Clues

As night fell, I could finally relax after putting my daughter to bed. I grabbed my phone and mindlessly scrolled through TikTok when a street fashion live broadcast caught my eye.

I straightened up and focused on the screen, but the host had already switched the camera angle. My heart pounded, and my hands started to feel clammy as I held my phone. I checked the time and confirmed it was a live broadcast happening in the same city.

Then I hurriedly exited TikTok and video-called my husband, Matthew Murphy.

He was supposed to be on a three-day business trip in Canta, yet I just saw him on the live broadcast with another woman in his arms. The phone rang for a long while before he finally answered the call.

Matthew’s camera shook slightly, and his handsome face appeared on my phone’s screen. He greeted me warmly, “Hey, honey!”

“Where are you?” I asked urgently as my eyes scanned the footage from his end. He looked like he was in a corridor of a restaurant, and he was wearing a white shirt and tie. However, the figure I saw in the live broadcast wore a gray windbreaker.

client. I came out to answer your call. What’s up? Is there something

I sidestepped his question and asked

Is something wrong?” He looked at me seriously

absent-mindedly, then asked, “When

things up here. Do you miss me?” Matthew smiled affectionately at me, full of love. “I’ll try to come home as soon as possible. It’s getting late. Go to

kiss to me and

held my phone, stunned and annoyed at myself for being suspicious. Matthew was an extraordinary,

sister from the city, I chose him among

house as collateral to start a supply company with him and stayed by his side. Matthew was responsible for sourcing while I tirelessly dealt with clients to the point I

I decided to stop and entrusted the company to my husband while I focused on raising our

well-off life as a family of three,

have a wedding ceremony that he promised to

such a husband

watched too many TV shows that evoked such ridiculous thoughts. When I laid back

have been thinking about Matthew too much. Also, the windbreaker looked familiar as it was the one I had ironed for him before