Beyond the Divorce

I also turned my gaze toward Arton. I had seen pictures of this man, so I was sure that Charlie was his son.

The Reese family's genetic traits were strong. It especially showed in those distinctive eyes they had.

Arton's appearance was familiar to me, but his intense hostility was overwhelming. The moment I saw him, I recognized him from the photos, and I also remembered our encounter at Midnight Bar. He was the man I had asked for room numbers when I got lost in the corridor.

His eyes had been fixed on me since he entered, showing caution, hostility, and suspicion.

Annika looked at her brother, nudged him slightly, and hastily introduced us, "Arton, this is Ms. Chloe."

He remained silent, using his cunning eyes to scrutinize me up and down.

I didn't stand up. Instead, I looked at him confidently and asked coldly, "Do you remember me, Mr. Arton?"

answer my question. However, it

be familiar with Melanie, Mr. Arton. I'm

are you?" Arton didn't hold back his hostile questioning. His tone was full of animosity and aggression, which clearly showed that he was a troublemaker. Before I could

shivers down my spine. I knew Donovan had a bad temper, but I still couldn't help but feel

have on Charlie if we brought

down, gently persuading, "Could you lower your voice, Dad? Ms. Chloe

saying, "Why do you always shout so loudly, old man? You need to give

do you have a girlfriend out there? Why didn't you bring your son home? Since you have a child, you should explain it to the

knew that Arton

Georgina, "He's acting like this because you've spoiled him. Do you think he's still a child? He's