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.

not go to Canta at

the cafe with my mind 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

forgot to pick Ava up. Fortunately, Matthew returned early today. Seeing

left, I forced myself to get up and started cooking. Before Matthew returned with our daughter, Melanie walked in unexpectedly. She had a

Matthew indulged her. When she saw me in the kitchen, she put down her bag and came over. She leaned against the door

the vegetables as I replied, “He went

and he’s only going to pick her up now?” Melanie’s tone carried a hint of reproach. She always acted pampered and arrogant, as if she was the boss of

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

have squid at home? I want

fridge. “Look in there. Your

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

with my wet hands. “I was busy. I promise

came in with our daughter’s little backpack and looked at us dotingly. Meanwhile,

removed his coat. Then he entered the kitchen and wrapped his arms around me. The next second, he

“My brother is such a good husband. I

trouble.