Beyond the Divorce

Chapter 202 Narrowly Escaped

His clothes were off, and he pressed himself against me. I fought back by biting and kicking as hard as possible and screaming for help. Matthew looked like a crazed panther as he let out a chilling laugh.

You were never like this before. Weren’t you the one who loved me the most? Today, I’ll make sure you

enjoy it! Haha!”

“Let go of me, Matthew!” I was in despair. Nausea overwhelmed me again. I’d rather die than have him

touch me.

When he hit me again, the world started to spin.

“You don’t know what’s good for you. I’ll love you like I used to. Chlo, I don’t want it to be like this either. I don’t want to hurt you. After being apart for so long, I’ve missed you terribly. I want to be with you!”

Crash!

With a booming sound, the door burst open from outside. I yelled, “Help me! Let go of me!”

The instinct to survive made me fight even harder. Suddenly, I felt lighter. I heard a muffled sound followed by a furious roar.

“How dare you touch her?!”

It was Atlas’s voice. I quickly grabbed the dusty blanket on the bed and wrapped myself in it, sobbing. I saw Atlas relentlessly punching with his fists and Matthew’s wails of agony.

I buried myself even deeper in the blanket, humiliated and violated. The pain in my heart intensified. This man had trampled my entire life, and even after leaving, I couldn’t escape his torment.

The sounds of Matthew’s cries grew weaker. I softly called out, “Stop!”

I feared Atlas might beat Matthew to death, and he’d have to pay with his life. Matthew wasn’t worth it.

and looked at me. His once handsome

from hell.

narrow, profound eyes gleamed with an icy chill. Matthew struggled

and he

wrapped me in it, pulling me into

I

gritted my teeth, my voice barely intelligible.

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standing up and carrying me downstairs. In the narrow living room, a crowd stood In the dark.

of it!” Atlas gave the order, and the sounds

hallway

eyes. I could

me by the bathroom door and gently said, “Go wash up. I be

shower and let the water flow over me. When I emerged,

gently applied it to my face, he asked softly, “Does it still hurt?”

he burst in. Yet, I still sensed an unspoken despair.

sorry! It’s my fault!” There was a trace of guilt in

didn’t know what to say

shouldn’t have left you alone!” His eyes

you.” I sounded distant as I said, “You should go back. I need to pick up my

be with you.” His gaze was filled

urgency evident. “I can’t let you go alone. I’ll take you to pick up your daughter, and then you can spend some time

got dressed, and he walked me downstairs to his car. We drove to Ivanna’s house

eyes locked onto my face, and she knew something had

put on a forced smile, took my daughter’s hand, and told Ivanna,

indicating a phone call. I nodded, amusing Ava as we descended the stairs. Ava was already

her room. He kissed me gently and said, “Wait for me. I’ll

went downstairs and

at her lovely, smiling face. Even in her dreams, she smiled. My love for

and we relied on each other as mother and

the nightlight and quietly left Ava’s room. Only