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.

I called Lauren again. She answered right away, "Did you

the hospital." My tone was

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

just sighed, unable to find words

I... Why did I sleep? I shouldn't have been too relaxed with her.

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

Why did

when I listened more intently, the voice was

regretful voice continuing, "How is she now? She's too impulsive. Sooner or later, she'll regret it. Ah. It's all

yourself. Maybe

Everything is her own

I'm on my way back to Amethyst

stepped on

returning to Amethyst Apartments, I stopped the car and ran upstairs. I

I burst out of the elevator and pounded on the door with

my

I was instantly petrified.

feet. She stared at me helplessly, like a child who had done

Walking in, I grabbed her. "Why are you still wearing such a short skirt?

"Chlo."