Chapter 199
Beyond the Divorce
As the Scumbag Deserved I felt exposed and couldnât understand why Matthew acted so boldly. He wouldnât be this relentless if he didnât have leverage. I knew him well and had experienced his deceit.
Nonetheless, I was even more shocked that Atlas seemed to care little about my dignity. I looked at him disapprovingly and uttered one word, âShameless!â
I directed it toward Atlas and Matthew. Immediately after, I turned away to escape the chaos.
âStop right there! Donât you want to see it too? Matthew continued to taunt me. He smirked and continued, âIt wonât be entertaining if you leave.â
Stella took my arm to seemingly diffuse the situation, She smiled and said, âChloe, this is all my fault. I didnât know you two were talking and disrupted your conversation.â
I glanced at her hand gripping my arm and knew she didnât want me to leave. She didnât want to resolve the situationâinstead, she wanted to worsen it.
Loira emerged from the crowd to look at us with curiosity and annoyance. She glanced at Stella, then at Matthewâs smirk. Her eyes seemed to flicker with suspicion. He asked, âWhatâs going on here, Mr.
Matthew?â
âI apologize, Mrs. Loira. I just wanted to show everyone a picture to liven the atmosphere, Matthew shamelessly replied.
When Liora gazed at Stella, I felt the latter tremble slightly. Finally, Liora crossed her arms and said, âWell, I want to see it too. Show us the picture.â
Atlas narrowed his eyes while Matthew unlocked his phone. I clenched my fists, but Stella still had a forced smile. Everyone looked at Matthew to see the picture. I stared at him with a pounding heart, fearing what he would reveal.
However, he frowned when he looked at his phone. He paled and appeared anxious.
I couldnât help but glance at the calm Atlas. He seemed confident, as if he had a plan in place.
Lauren stood in the crowd and could no longer tolerate it. She snatched a wine glass and splashed it toward Matthew. However, the wine also splattered on Stella, who screamed and let go of my arm.
âMatthew, youâre even worse than I thought!â Lauren roared. Then she turned to me and said, âLetâs go!â
I looked at Matthew one more time. He appeared disheveled and defeated. As I left, Ryan approached us and asked concernedly, âWhat happened?â
dothing. I replied calmly. âIâm heading home. You stay here.
When Ryan gazed into my eyes, I whispered something only he could hear. He nodded, and I left, but not before bumping into Atticus.
âMs. Chloe, whatâs happening?â he asked, âNâNothing! My daughterâs at home, so I need to leave early. Congratulations on your success tonight, Mr.
Atticus! I smiled, trying to be calm. âI came to celebrate your achievements, after all.â
He fixed his profound gaze on me and offered, âLet me get someone to drive you home.â
âThatâs okay. I drove here myself. I donât want to disturb you since youâre busy.â
I walked away with my stillâracing mind. It seemed Matthew had captured something incriminating.
Suddenly, I remembered the man who had bumped into Matthew.