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.

handsome face was now dark, resembling

from hell.

chill. Matthew struggled

and he

pulling me into his

my nose, and I completely broke

gritted my teeth, my voice barely intelligible.

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held me, standing up and carrying me downstairs. In the narrow living room, a

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

hallway

closed my eyes. I could never return here.

bathroom door and gently said, “Go wash

the shower and let the water flow

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

he burst in. Yet, I still sensed an unspoken despair. I thanked him for rescuing

It’s my fault!” There was a trace

honestly didn’t know what to say or how

me? I shouldn’t have left you alone!” His eyes were

no reason to be angry with you.” I sounded distant as I said, “You should go

be with you.” His gaze was filled with reluctance, and his

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

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

seemed surprised. Her eyes locked onto my face, and she knew something had happened. She hesitated to ask in front

on a forced smile, took my daughter’s hand, and told Ivanna, “We’ll

Ava as we descended the stairs.

car, Atlas picked her up and carried her back to her room. He kissed me gently and said, “Wait

went downstairs and

her dreams, she smiled. My love for her ran deep. I gently held her tiny hand, a tear falling onto

and we relied on each other

left Ava’s room. Only then