Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

Chapter 43 Orchestrating a Chance Meeting

I overcame my trauma that night and lay on the tainted bed. To stay motivated, I repeatedly told myself

that overcoming all this was the first step to my revenge.

Matthew leaned over and wanted to hug me, but I pushed him away. I’m on my period. Don’t bother me,

please.”

He moved away and sighed, “I know it’s my fault you’re upset. Please don’t be mad.”

“Go to sleep. My mind’s back home, and I have no idea how my dad’s doing. I have nothing to be mad

about. Please spare me the drama,” I said, concealing my genuine emotions.

He smiled and leaned closer to give me a peck. “Don’t worry. Things will work out.”

I clenched my hand under the covers, feeling disgusted. I silently cursed, annoyed beyond measure because Matthew messed around with his sister. It made my skin crawl. I would’ve shattered his family’s

if I didn’t need to reclaim

in recklessly. The money was gone, and

Ava a big house, and I couldn’t break that promise.

quickest way to regain control over my life. I didn’t want to spend another moment with this sick bastard. Even sharing a bed with him disgusted

by my composure and thankful I didn’t give in to my rage

briefed him on the situation’s developments, and even he felt somewhat

perspective.

my chances of winning were

the company for years.

blood ties and only amount to moral condemnation. There wasn’t a precise legal verdict, so it didn’t matter who he

me with.

myself, “I only have a fifty percent chance, huh? No,

I was determined to make him pay.

so l signed a representation agreement with him. We also discussed some

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evident when I left the law firm. Whatever the circumstances, I had to confront them head–on. I needed to rely on myself to change the current situation.