Beyond the Divorce

I hadn't seen Matthew since Grace's passing. He appeared ashen, evidently worn out and not well-rested. He seemed defeated and didn't mince his words, "Let Melanie go. My family and I have laid my mom

to rest.

"Melanie didn't attend the funeral as you wished. It's been a week now, so you should let your anger go."

I could tell Matthew was emotional, but I scoffed, wondering what he meant by "as you wished." Still, I glanced at him indifferently and refused to retort. I hadn't felt the need to engage with Matthew since his mom's passing.

When he noticed my indifference, his tone turned colder, "We have a child together, so how could you watch a son cry his mom daily? What gave you the right to denounce me so bitterly?"

Matthew's expression was righteous as he struggled to contain his emotions. I calmly looked at him and spoke distantly, "You came to the wrong place. You shouldn't be here if you want your wife to return. Go to the cops instead. Melanie's release isn't up to me."

Matthew could no longer suppress his frustration as he shouted, "Chloe!"

I remained composed and continued to observe him. Finally, he lost his gentlemanly act and approached my desk. He slammed it and roared, "You've gone too far! Do you think you have nothing to do with my mom's death?!"

composure. I sharpened my gaze and said earnestly, "Of course I am. I've been reflecting on

seemingly

have to face your accusations now. Still, I want to know why you think

detected my underlying

his anger intensified. He

Mel may have been arrogant and willful, but

I couldn't believe what I heard and couldn't find the

muttered, "I'm worse

mom?" et

my property and tried to sow discord in

pain in my heart made me

my mom? Why would she choose to live with you otherwise? How did you manipulate her to no