Beyond the Divorce

Chapter 3 Anxiety

“Two days ago? Where?” I asked, feeling a little anxious.

Ivanna noticed my reaction and retorted, “What’s with that look?”

“Where did you see him?” I couldn’t care less about bantering with her and continued pressing for answers.

However, Ivanna’s phone started ringing. She glanced at the screen and hushed me before leaning into her chair and answering the call. After a few sentences, she straightened up, glanced at me, and said, “What?! I’ll be right there!”

Immediately after, she closed her laptop and stuffed it into her bag. “I have to go. Let’s meet up again another time!”

“Wait… You…” I had more questions, but she ignored me and left.

She said she saw Matthew two days ago, but he was supposed to be on his business trip in Canta then. Where did she see him? Was she at Canta for a trip as well?

I shrunk back into the seat silently. I was helpless, but a strange sense of fear filled my heart. The TikTok video kept playing in my mind, but I wasn’t sure if it was Matthew.

Did he not go to Canta at all?

in turmoil. Despite the warm sunlight shining on me, I couldn’t stop shivering. I wondered what I should do if Matthew had an affair and

Fortunately, Matthew returned early today. Seeing that I had forgotten to pick Ava up,

to get up and started cooking. Before Matthew returned with our daughter, Melanie walked

the kitchen, she put down her bag and came over. She leaned against the door and asked, “Why are you cooking?

was washing the vegetables as I replied, “He went to pick Ava

Melanie’s tone carried a hint of reproach. She always acted pampered and arrogant,

sister-in-law, was also unpredictable. However, I had grown accustomed to her behavior over the years. After all, she was Matthew’s sister, and I had no choice but to accept the good and bad

I

fridge. “Look in there. Your brother

the doorway. “Mommy, I’m back! Why did you forget to pick me up today?” She ran up to me, looking at

my wet hands.

in with our daughter’s little backpack and looked at us dotingly. Meanwhile, Melanie approached the doorway and greeted him,

and wrapped his arms around me. The next second, he removed my apron and put it on himself. “I got this, honey. You can

brother and sarcastically remarked, “My brother is such a good husband. I want to find someone like him

kitchen and stop causing trouble. Just wait for the meal