Beyond the Divorce

Clark hung his head, saying, "I held the potion, hesitating all along, not knowing what to do. Then I received a call from Celine. She was shouting at me, saying she would give me two more hours or I would return to my mother's dead body. "I reluctantly went to the Pierce family's residence, and Mrs. Lucille was just leaving the house then. I said I needed to talk to her. Her attitude was colder than ever before. I felt a bit scared because it was like she knew something." Clark glanced at us, then quickly lowered his gaze.

"Sure enough, Mrs. Lucille looked at me and asked, 'Tell me where Rory is."

Tears welled up in my eyes, and Atlas tightened his arm around mine. I knew Atlas sensed my fluctuating emotions.

Clark continued, "I pretended to comfort her, saying Rory was indeed dead. She suddenly got angry and aggressively asked me, 'Do you also think Rory is dead? Then tell me, how did he die?' I felt guilty and didn't know how to answer her.

"She then asked me, 'What did he say when you saw him that morning of the accident?'. I immediately understood that she knew I had gone to the location of your business trip that morning and had seen you."

Clark seemed to return to the state he was in when he saw my mother that day. He murmured, "This woman is too terrifying. She knew I saw you that morning."

"Because that morning, she called me, asking when I would go to the airport. What time was my flight? What time would I be home?" My father growled lowly. His emotions were getting out of control, and his veins bulged in his hand as he gripped the wheelchair's armrest hard.

understood Celine's intentions; I had to silence her. Hence, when

my father tremble, but I did too. Atlas hugged

My

the scene of the accident, pointing at the arm of the body identified as you, saying,

be investigated thoroughly, and persuaded her to drink some water to calm herself down. She drank the water, and I quickly left.

his anger uncontrollable. "You've lost all your conscience. What right do you

my mother and crippled my father! Do you think you can still live?"

my son is innocent. He knows nothing about all this. I'm willing to pay with my life, but let

roared, "I'll ask you again,

take anything," Clark kept saying that, his eyes showing helplessness and resignation. It didn't