Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

Chapter 313 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.

to see what your son looks like.”

to let him

up, I grabbed the invitation and smiled. I almost forgot about these two clowns. Matthew was

let me know it was time to

thoughts and asked, “Where did you make the

club over in Quail Creeks. I got a recommendation from Ms. Lauren!” Carol

knew who to ask. Lauren was a real treasure trove, and I even suggested she start at consulting business in

might come tonight, too!” Carol

setting aside the gloomy mood from the

with Carol, tossing

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

elevator. We chatted the whole way, and

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 was before? A housewife who fell prey to that scumbag’s manipulation. It’s all fate, you know.”

I hadn’t seen that scumbag at the hospital that day, maybe I wouldn’t have been affected.” Eleanor sighed. “You’re

of Atlas again. Did we meet by fate,

eyes and prayed that he’d wake up

distinctive clubs. The car was parked in