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?"

that dark expression on his face and didn't answer my question. However, it was clear that he was very

and continued, "You must be familiar with Melanie, Mr. Arton.

His tone was full of animosity and aggression, which clearly showed that he was a troublemaker. Before I could respond, Donovan slammed his hand on the table with

spine. I knew Donovan had a bad temper, but I still couldn't help but feel a lingering fear. I couldn't imagine what it would be like

the possible impact this environment might have on Charlie if we brought him

calm her father down, gently persuading, "Could you lower your voice, Dad? Ms. Chloe is here.

always shout so loudly, old man? You need to give him a chance to

Arton, asking patiently, "Arton, do you have a girlfriend out there? Why didn't you bring

I knew that Arton had been spoiled by his

because you've spoiled him. Do you think he's still a child? He's a father already. Look at him. Does