Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

Chapter 52 The Murphy Family Dinner

I exited the car without waiting for him, holding Ava’s hand as we headed inside. Meanwhile, Matthew followed us with a smile. Usually, he would have let me go in alone, especially in times like these.

I knew he wanted to see if I was lying.

I glanced at the shoes on display when we entered the shop. Matthew was watching me closely, waiting for me to embarrass myself. Surprisingly, the sales associate recognized me, saying, “Mrs. Hartz, are you

here to pick up the shoes?”

I smiled. “Yes.”

“All right, let me get them for you!” She hurried into the storeroom and soon handed me a shoebox. “Size

8, brown!”

I took the box, opened it to look inside, and handed it to Matthew. I thanked the sales associate as well.

Matthew blinked in slight surprise as he took the box. He hugged me and thanked the sales associate.

On the way back, he seemed unusually energetic, chatting nonstop. I simply responded with a few words.

Secondly, sitting near Melanie ruined my appetite. Sitting with this family

never before.

with displeasure. She finally couldn’t hold back and said, “Chloe, weren’t you less fussy when you ate at home? Why is it harder to please you than Ava now?”

you, right?” I smiled at Melanie.

narrowed as she scrutinized me. “What do

food Matthew had served me to her. “Nothing. I didn’t touch the food. You

mean I have to

looked at Matthew. “You better attend to your sister. I’ve been having gallbladder issues and

this afternoon, and the doctor warned

his utensils midway to look at me

and pushed the plate away, muttering, I’m not picking

What’s there to fear in leftover food? It’s not from a random

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willing to take my leftovers

found it hilarious when she said she wouldn’t eat

temper and wits, who’d be able to tolerate you in the

I never planned on leaving this house.

spoke with confidence.

she spoke with such conviction. I

the relationship between