Beyond the Divorce

A Baby Party

The great mood I had vanished, and I couldn’t escape this strange feeling all afternoon. It felt like I got sucked into a black hole. Everything seemed calm on the surface, but I had no idea how many things

were linked to me.

In the afternoon, I received another invitation, this time from Matthew. He was throwing a big celebration for his new baby, almost as if he wanted the entire city to know he had a son now.

He called me as soon as I got the invitation, his voice filled with pride.

“Chlo, you’ve seen the invitation, haven’t you? You’ve got to be there. After all, this is a big event for the Murphy family. I finally have a son, haha! And bring your daughter along!”

“Yeah, this could be a chance to combine it with your wedding for a double celebration,” I said.

“Haha! Chlo, thank you for the suggestion. Everything’s in the works. We’re having a grand wedding!” He

was trying to provoke me.

I knew he was doing it on purpose. He felt invincible now, and taking a dig at me was easy.

“I’ll be there! I’m curious to see what your son looks like.”

There was no need to let him gloat.

After hanging up, I grabbed the invitation and smiled. I almost forgot about these two clowns. Matthew was too wrapped up in his own happiness, giving me a peaceful month.Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

Carol let me know it was time to go.

I shook off my thoughts and asked, “Where did you make the reservation?”

“A club over in Quail Creeks. I got a recommendation from Ms. Lauren!” Carol proudly told me.

She certainly knew who to ask. Lauren was a real treasure trove, and I even suggested she start at consulting business in that area. She’d surely meet their requirements.

“She mentioned she might come tonight, too!” Carol added.

Let’s get going then,” I said, setting aside the gloomy mood from the afternoon. I grabbed my bag and

walked out with Carol, tossing her the car keys.

Mr. Ryan has a client meeting and will join us later. I’ve sent him the address. Grayson said he’d head straight there, and Benny, and Nico left earlier. It’s just the three of us now, Carol said as we walked,

Eleanor was waiting for us at the elevator. We chatted the whole way, and laughter filled the air.

She sighed. “Ms. Chloe, I wish I’d met you earlier! This is the best work environment I’ve ever had. I’ve never felt so relaxed and happy, and everything’s been smooth. I feel like I wasted my time before.”

“Don’t say that. Do you know what I was before? A housewife who fell prey to that scumbag’s manipulation. It’s all fate, you know.”

“If I hadn’t seen that scumbag at the hospital that day, maybe I wouldn’t have been affected.” Eleanor sighed. “You’re right. It might be fate!”

Her words made me think of Atlas again. Did we meet by fate, too?

I closed my eyes and prayed that he’d wake up soon.

We arrived at Quail Creek, with its endless coastline and charming villas turned into distinctive clubs. The car was parked in front of a villa surrounded by lush trees. It was a delightful scene, like something out of

a dream.

The scenery excited Eleanor because she was new to Foswood. We walked to the entrance, and Carol

called Benny, who had arrived earlier.

Inside was a stone path lined with bamboo and palm trees. Though it was early evening, landscape lights

cast a mysterious glow.

I couldn’t help but think of Pleca Park and the first time Atlas took me there. The path wasn’t wide enough for two people to walk side by side, and I got lost in the scenery, I ended up walking behind the others.

Suddenly, a tall figure hurried out, moving toward the exit. As we passed each other, a familiar scent

wafted over.

My heart leapt, and I quickly turned to look…