Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

I felt like I had been struck by lightning, freezing in place as a chill enveloped me.

Ivanna was too impulsive! At this age, couldn't she think more empathetically? Couldn't she consider what she could do to fight for herself?

I sensed an unprecedented sense of helplessness.

Seeing me standing there like a statue, the medical assistant seemed a bit startled. She looked at me and asked, "Are you okay? Do you feel unwell? Do you need help?"

I collected myself, shook my head numbly, and weakly asked, "How long ago did she leave?"

She seemed a bit perplexed by my question. "Are you talking about Ivanna?"

I nodded.

She responded indifferently, "She left quite a while ago."

I thanked her in a soft voice. She just raised an eyebrow and continued with her work, paying no further attention to me.

As I turned around in a daze, I pondered. She must have gone home by now. At this moment, she must be feeling lonely and helpless, needing care more than ever.

With these thoughts, I ran out of the hospital, quickly got back into the car, and headed straight to Amethyst Apartments.

again. She answered right

My tone was somber, tinged with a

What happened? Did she...?" Lauren couldn't help but

just sighed, unable to

her foot, saying, "It's all my fault, I... Why did I sleep?

lamenting and blaming herself, I suddenly heard another voice on the phone, "Don't

was going on? Why did that sound like Oliver's

more intently, the

regretful voice continuing, "How is she now? She's too impulsive. Sooner or later,

blame yourself. Maybe

Everything is her own

do? I'm on my way back to Amethyst Apartments now.

her and then stepped on the gas pedal

car and ran upstairs. I had

elevator and pounded on the

remembered both sets of keys were in my bag, but why couldn't I find them? The more anxious I became, the more I couldn't find them. Just when I was desperate, the door

I was instantly petrified.

wearing a nightgown that exposed her legs and feet. She stared at me helplessly, like a

hurt. Walking in, I grabbed her.

"Chlo."