Beyond the Divorce

Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed Gabriel waiting outside amidst the crowd. At the sight of our gathering, he hesitated and quietly slipped through another entrance.

The courtroom was packed to the brim, with every seat occupied and people standing silently at the back. The Bullocks, the Chandlers, the hospital staff, and others were among the crowd. We were directed to our designated seats.

When Byron, Jocelyn, and Hazelyn were escorted into the courtroom, I felt Beatrice's body tremble slightly before she relaxed again.

I embraced her, offering support. Finn wrapped his strong arm around her as well.

Byron, now with his once jet-black hair shaved short and turned white, looked noticeably thinner and worn out. Gone was his former arrogant demeanor.

As he entered the hall, his eyes scanned the room, eventually locking onto Beatrice's face. His mouth opened, and his gaze was filled with complexity.

take a deep breath, resolutely withdrawing her gaze and fixing it firmly on

his

the courtroom, he would have no chance

in the courtroom. "You wicked woman, give me back my

the

plainly and devoid of

however, still carried malice as they searched for Beatrice. She was still

Beatrice, she lost her composure and opened her mouth, only to be forcefully restrained by court guards. Ultimately, she gave

chance to see Beatrice, but she decisively refused him. I believe

was tightly grasping mine,

side, and even the entire Bullock