Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

Chapter 41 A Life–Changing Vow

I cried uncontrollably again because I wasn’t as strong as I thought. I don’t know where I got the courage to remain composed enough to take a photo before running out of the house.

Atlas hesitated momentarily before patting my back. His gesture was gentlemanly. Although he was a stranger, his comfort relieved me. The walls I had put up crumbled as I clung to him. Unexpectedly, I encountered him a few times today, and he saw how pitiful I was.

I didn’t know how much time passed, but I eventually stopped crying. Perhaps my tears had run dry.

Atlas patted me again and looked at me profoundly. Soon after, I saw the sky brightening and realized dawn was approaching.

“Thank you, Mr. Pierce. I want to go to my friend’s place at Amethyst Apartments,” I said.

He embraced me and nodded.

When I appeared before Ivanna in such a miserable state, she could hardly believe her eyes. She rubbed her half–opened eyes, thinking she was hallucinating. “Chlo, you… What’s happening? Weren’t you supposed to go back to your hometown?”

I stepped inside and threw myself into her arms. “Ivanna…”

my stiff and cold body, leading me into the bathroom. “Don’t say anything right now, don’t cry. Take a

clacked against each other, I turned on the heater and stood underneath the warm water. The warmth helped me regain my senses

door.

soup for me. Suddenly, I thought of Atlas, who had stayed with me throughout the night. I

of soup, too.

phone. She looked puzzled, then realized what I meant. She was just as shocked as me when she flipped through the photos.

into laughter. My tears fell as I laughed until I nearly vomited again.

Ivanna exclaimed, “Chloe!”

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how frustrated she was with me. However, when the knife sliced my skin, it released waves of pent–up emotions. It was a bizarre sense of relief.

I didn’t encourage self–harm, it seemed to provide a way to release my suppressed frustrations.

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your life?!” Ivanna yelled at me, “Have you ever considered what happens to your daughter if you die? What about your parents? Are they just supposed to fend for

with letting her fall into that scumbag’s hands? Will Melanie treat her well? By then, she’ll

their house, but you haven’t paid off the loan yet. If you die, can that jerk repay it? By then, you’ll leave them wandering the streets without a

teachers who value dignity. Have you considered that jerk and his