Beyond the Divorce

We were in the cave, so the footsteps sounded hollow and clear on this quiet night.

We all looked toward the door.

Cane led in Clark, who looked pale and much thinner than I saw him last.

My father narrowed his eyes slightly, and a hint of fierceness filled them. I stood by his side and quickly touched his shoulder, afraid his emotions would be affected. After Clark entered, he sneakily glanced around the room.

But the next moment, when his gaze fell on my father in the wheelchair, he seemed to have stepped on an electric switch and was trembling uncontrollably. With eyes full of fear and helplessness, he looked at my father.

"Rory..." He involuntarily took a step back.

But the bodyguard behind him suddenly pushed him forward, causing him to stagger forward uncontrollably. After regaining his balance, he made a surprising move. He knelt in front of my father with a thud.

wrong. Please forgive me!" He kept

a burning anger toward him. I wanted to tear this despicable and

father sat there, watching Clark. He unexpectedly laughed, then leaned forward slightly and said, "Clark, you didn't expect I'd be back one day, did

fault!" Clark looked like he was possessed at

you will always act

difficulty giving birth to your son, who was the one who found a doctor for you? Who paid for the expensive medical expenses? Who visited your mother in

emotions. However, his voice was still hoarse.

by Celine! It was Celine who told me to do it!" Clark suddenly looked up, and there was a glimmer of despair flashing in his eyes. Although my father was in a wheelchair now, he still seemed aloof and

"She caught my mother, saying if I couldn't find out about your projects,

said that you and Louis hada secret, and it must be a major project. Not only did she send me, but also..." Clark suddenly

had said the

at him and questioned harshly, "Who