Beyond the Divorce

She looked terrifying, emanating a fierce aura like a recently awakened beast. Her eyes were red, her face even paler, trembling all over. She roared, "Tell him to get lost!" Finn immediately reached out to comfort her. "Beatrice, calm down. I'll make him leave..."

"Get him out! Get him out! I want to kill him..." she said, attempting to rise, ready to storm out.

Finn quickly reached out to restrain her. Now she became even more agitated, "Don't hit me... Let go of me. Don't hit me! Leave!"

After her outburst, her hands uncontrollably scratched at the air, clearly a reflex, the aftermath of prolonged abuse. This was the most undeniable proof.

Seeing her like this made my heart ache even more.

After her shout, she bit down on Finn's shoulder, her expression grim as she sank her teeth in fiercely.

Finn grunted but kept his eyes closed, refusing to let go of her.

I was surprised and hurriedly patted her back. "Beatrice... Beatrice, don't bite him. He's your lifesaver. He won't harm you, Beatrice..."

Several nurses rushed in to help, one preparing a syringe. Finn roared, "Don't touch her, don't give her a shot."

But Beatrice continued biting down on Finn's shoulder. His white shirt was instantly stained red.

Finn, in pain, had veins bulging in his neck, but he still didn't let go of her.

me,"

bite, and Finn's

at Finn. "Do you need

lightly. "As long as she can

deep breath, and said, "... Make

at her. "Okay, I'll go chase him away.

gazed at Finn, her expression softened, her

of smiles as if he saw a glimmer

rushed in, looking at the situation before her,

want to see him,"

speechless, commenting, "What

Beatrice seemed somewhat

quickly laid her down on the bed Her hands still tightly clung

a child in

sit by her side, watching her. She continued gripping onto me, refusing to let

to say something to her,

reflected on her pallid face. She looked frail

informed Atlas that Byron had appeared