Beyond the Divorce

Chapter 7 Looking for Evidence

I had almost finished preparing the food when Matthew returned with our daughter. Ava ran in, exclaiming in her sweet and childish voice, “Mommy, I’m back! Daddy picked me up!”

Her adorable voice brought tears to my eyes, but I suppressed my emotions. “I got you some pineapples. They’re your favorite, right?”

“Oh! Mommy, you’re the best! I can’t wait to eat them” She ran out and headed to Matthew, saying, “Daddy, I want to eat pineapples!”

“You can have a small piece for now. You can have more after dinner, okay?” Matthew washed his hands and took a small piece to hand to our eager little girl. Then he squeezed into the tiny kitchen and hugged me from behind. “Why did you make so much food?”

I felt terrible because this once-happy family of three was now on the verge of collapsing.

from a business trip. You must be tired.” I forced a smile and asked, “Were

hummed a reply, and my heart immediately sank. I playfully nudged him

When I finished cooking, I smiled and asked, “Do you want a drink? It’s been

do you suddenly want to

reason. Are you still going out?” I asked as I turned to get the wine. “Since I made so many dishes, we need to

shattering into a million pieces as I spoke. I knew Matthew couldn’t handle alcohol well, so I

excited and talkative. I pretended to be in high spirits as I reminisced about our college days, starting the business, and our current life. I

how cheerful I was and poured himself another glass of wine while reminding me not to drink too much. Ultimately, he drank

heart was pounding as it was my first time looking through his things

and bag but found nothing valuable.

fingerprint lock. I quietly approached him, trying to grab his hand, but he suddenly turned and caught me, staring at me with unfocused

water,” he slurred at me.

he collapsed back onto the bed, fast asleep. I unlocked and looked through his phone but found no suspicious names in the call history. I recognized most of them, and it seemed like very few