Beyond the Divorce

"Chloe... You're so heartless. You sent my dad to prison, and now you've sent Melanie there too. You're just going to sit here coldly and watch me lose everything, huh?"

Matthew was clearly agitated. He stood up abruptly. He glared at me like a leopard, roaring as if he were facing an arch-enemy from a past life.

"This is your loss. You walked into it! Don't pin this on me. Melanie dared to cut corners, so the authorities investigated. There was no need for you to come here and make a fuss." I looked at him calmly. "The only thing I can do now is introduce you to an excellent lawyer who will defend you and try to keep you from prison. This is also something your mother entrusted me with before she passed away!" "Nonsense! Chloe..."

"I had no reason to take responsibility from the start. Don't defend yourself. Don't talk nonsense just because you took care of my mom for a few days. You're a cunning villain. This is all happening thanks to you. My mom may be confused, but I'm not! The Murphy family was ruined because of you..."

"Matthew!" I roared, glaring at him through gritted teeth. My sympathy for him had all but disappeared. "You're not as shrewd and clear-headed as your mom!"

I took out the paper from the drawer without hesitation, slamming it in front of him.

"This is the last gift your mom left you. I didn't want to give it to you now, but I need to fulfill your mom's last wish! Now, take it and get out of here!"

Matthew was completely shocked by my actions. Perhaps he had never seen me so assertive. We stood in a deadlock for a while, then he snatched the paper from my hand, still looking at me as if he wanted to devour me.

He focused on the paper in his hand.

you after she passed! If you don't understand, go ask the doctor

front of the

atmosphere turned eerie, so quiet that we

into hearty laughter. He was gasping for breath

by several employees, Matthew slowly stood up. His gaze was fixed on the paper in his hands, his

heart thumped. I sat in my chair, watching Matthew turn around slowly, inch by inch, walking

moment he disappeared from my sight, I

someone follow

She hesitated momentarily, then quickly turned and

hands wearily on the desk, supporting my head. I didn't know whether giving him the paper was the right thing to do. I

to him, since they had grown up together.