Beyond the Divorce

I exclaimed, "Mom!"

Just then, Melanie yelled, "She's just faking it! That old hag! Serves her right!"

I crawled over, grabbed Grace, and shook her. "Mom... wake up. Don't scare me! Mom..."

No matter how many times I called her, she wouldn't open her eyes. I shouted to the people inside, "Call an ambulance! Quickly! Mom, wake up! Don't scare me! I'll take you to the hospital..."

I was frantic. I couldn't bear the thought of her dying like this. I reached out to check, and her breath was faint.

Matthew stood there dumbfounded, staring blankly at his mother. She was lying on the ground, unresponsive.

Meanwhile, Grace's forehead continued to bleed. Despite the chaos, I couldn't care less about my own appearance.

I searched for my bag, panicking. The bewildered bodyguard finally reacted, helping me support Grace.

Finally, I took out my phone and called Atlas.

As soon as he answered, I cried uncontrollably. "Atlas, please help me find a doctor. Grace might not make it! Get the best doctor!" I shouted incoherently.

While comforting me, he asked a few questions and gave me instructions before hanging up.

turned back to Grace. "Mom, wake up! We promised to go home together. I made

No matter what, when I was recovering after giving birth, she took

have so much

jumping into the ambulance, just like she

pacing around before hopping into his car and tailing the

followed the stretcher to the

already waiting there. When he saw my blood-stained forehead, he seemed unsettled,

pulled me over,

briefed Atlas on

the process, his eyes were red with

me in a waiting chair. He marched toward Matthew without

for

My mom had also brought

the doctor finally came out.