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?"

and didn't answer my question. However, it was clear that he was very wary of

and continued, "You must be familiar with Melanie, Mr. Arton. I'm here to talk to you about

anyone named Melanie! What are you doing here? Who are you?" Arton didn't hold back his hostile questioning. His tone was full of animosity and aggression, which clearly

still couldn't help but feel a lingering fear.

if we

quickly tried to calm her father down, gently persuading, "Could you lower your voice, Dad? Ms. Chloe is here. Let's discuss the

however, defended her son, saying, "Why do you always shout so loudly, old man? You need to give him a chance to

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

saw how she reacted, I knew that Arton

this because you've spoiled him. Do you think he's still a child? He's