Beyond the Divorce

Chapter 4 The Truth Hurts

I hurried back to the bedroom and answered the call to complain, “You’re something else, huh? You left me hanging!”

“Something came up at work, so I was in a rush.” Ivanna sounded tired. “I just finished settling it. That’s why I’m calling you now. Why are you complaining? Do you think my life is as easy as yours?”

I hesitated to reply but couldn’t hold back and asked her, “Um, you mentioned seeing Matthew two days ago. Where was he? What time was it?”

This question had been bugging me all day.

Ivanna paused on the other end before she answered calmly, “Honestly, I forgot the exact location. It was just a fleeting glimpse while I was driving.”

“Oh.” For some reason, her answer left me a bit disappointed. Although my heart dropped, I unclenched my fists and realized my palms were cold and sweaty. I chuckled and wondered whether or not I wanted to prove Matthew was having an affair.

must admit he was my everything,

whenever I mention Matthew. Can’t you prioritize yourself more? Since Ava is already in kindergarten, you should

fool. You seem completely disconnected from the outside world because Matthew is the only

smiled awkwardly and sighed.

said this, Matthew said that. Was I wrong to say you’re obsessed with him? Your life revolves around him, and whatever he says goes. Will you jump off a cliff if he says so? Will you count the money for him if he sells

you’re such a jinx! Matthew will never sell me!” I retorted.

Your beloved Matthew will never sell you, but I will!” Ivanna sneered disdainfully. “The truth hurts sometimes, but you must

he cares about you. How can you keep his interest if all you do is stay home and do chores? Let me ask you something. Besides your child

I had

radiant self again. You used to be a top student, my superstar! I just think it’s a shame to see you wasting

This is like giving me a pat on the back after slapping me. I don’t know who

both laughed when I said that.

knew Ivanna always spoke her mind. Although she had mentioned similar things before, hearing them again today felt different. I didn’t know why

the door and walked in with a gentle smile. “Honey, it’s time to eat!”

other end of the call and said, “All right, go have your dinner.” Then she lowered her voice and