Beyond the Divorce

My eyes welled up with tears, and everything became blurry.

"Don't be afraid. You're safe now. No one will dare to torture or hurt you again," I reassured her.

As soon as she heard the word 'hurt,' her body suddenly trembled, and she let out a sharp scream.

The nurses rushed over, trying to restrain her.

I quickly told them, "No, let go!"

I immediately bent down and embraced her emaciated body, patting her gently. "Don't be afraid. It's okay now. Everything is over."

My voice choked. "Beatrice, you have to get better quickly so we can be together again. Do you know how much I blame myself? I neglected you all these years. Otherwise, you wouldn't have suffered for so long." She wailed loudly, full of anguish.

Doctors also hurried in. After all, this was a direct order from the highest-ranking official in the province, a patient requiring special attention. No one dared to slack off.

But seeing her in this state, the doctors quietly stopped the nurses from intervening.

She needed to vent to release the accumulated frustration in her heart. Only then might she speak normally.

Beatrice cried for a full two hours until she was utterly exhausted, suddenly becoming unconscious.

I felt the limp body in my arms and exclaimed. The doctor rushed over to examine her and then reassured me, "Don't worry, this time she fell asleep on her own. It will take about four hours before she wakes up. By then, she should be able to speak." Atlas told me to rest a bit. I suddenly felt overwhelmed and almost drifted off to sleep.

I asked Lauren to sleep with me in the hospital room that Atlas arranged for me. We both lay down and immediately fell asleep.

This nap turned into a solid four-hour sleep. My body clock was remarkably accurate.

I quickly got up, seeing Lauren still in deep slumber. I went straight to Beatrice's hospital room. I found Finn still sitting by her bedside, having also dozed off.

I didn't disturb them. I just watched these two people. Honestly, it warmed my heart. If they had a chance in the future, it could indeed be a good ending.

After looking around, I didn't see Atlas. He must have gotten busy with something.

The phone on my person kept buzzing, and I tiptoed out of the hospital room. Glancing at the caller ID, it was my mom.

I stepped a bit farther away and answered, "Mom."

"Chlo, what's going on over there? Why haven't you come back yet?" My mom asked, realizing that I hadn't called her for a few days.

I knew they had already returned to Foswood, so I confidently stayed in Gerby without even making a call.NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

"We rescued Beatrice, and she hasn't woken up yet," I whispered.

"Oh, that's good. At least it wasn't a waste of time." My mom's tone softened.

"How's Ava?" I asked. With my mom and the others back, I felt much more at ease about Ava.

"She's doing well. Ava keeps asking when you guys will be back. It's been almost half a month since you left, and not a single phone call!" My mom scolded me.

I chuckled. With things getting so

intense over here, who had the time to make a call? Byron was probably about to be arrested. Only then can I go back. I can't abandon everything at this crucial moment.

"I'll come back as soon as the key figures are arrested," I promised my mom. "How's Grandma Rose?"

"She's been at Pleca Park and is doing well! Don't worry!" My mom reassured me. Then, she added, "Um... Matthew has left."

"Huh? I know about that," I said. "Did he see Ava before he left?"

"He did. He just met Ava. That's how

I found out he left. It was Johnson

who brought the news, saying he went abroad and told Ava to behave herself until he comes back.

Swno

I could imagine his demeanor, but honestly, mentioning this man still made my heart ache. After all, had lived with him for many years, and despite the not-so-good memories, they were unforgettable.