Chapter 502 Finally Seeing The Light
Beyond the Divorce
Finally Seeing the Light Her face was pale, and she trembled all over.
I comforted her, âTake it easy. I'm fine. Itâs just a routine police inquiry.
Donât worry. She trespassed and attacked you. The police will understand.â âIâm going too... I have to be there with you!â Grace grabbed onto me as if she were afraid I wouldn't return.
Her eyes were full of despair and helplessness. I understood.
After living this long and facing the twilight years, I was the first person to stand up for her like this, especially after the Murphy family abandoned her. Maybe I was the only support she had left in her remaining years.
It pained me to realize the truth about people at this stage in my life.
I gave her a reassuring pat. âAlright, donât be afraid. Just relax. We're both okay.â After explaining the situation to my parents, I helped Grace into the car. I assumed she didnât want me to get in trouble. Plus, she could explain the situation if she went along with me.
Sitting in the car, I noticed I was still in my pajamas, which made me feel quite uncomfortable.
Melanie was still screaming and accusing me at the police station. After all, Abby's blood- splattered head was a terrifying sight. Some officers who didnât know the whole story scolded me for it, as they wanted to protect the vulnerable. = Grace was terrified and kept repeating, âIt was me. I did it. Arrest me!â We were all questioned, and I stated everything. Before I could finish, Matthew rushed in.
He shouted, âChloe, are you serious?!â Then he saw Grace sitting next to me.
âMom, why are you here?â I glanced at him. âWhat did your wife say to get you to come?â Grace cursed at him as she trembled.
âyou asshole. They came to Chloe's house to attack me. Look at what a dutiful son you are. If it weren't for Chlo, I wouldnât have made it through today! You all wished for my death, didnât you?!â Matthew looked at me and then at his mother. He turned and stormed out. I heard him asking Melanie, âWhat the fuck is going on?â While I was still dealing with the interrogation, Atlas entered, his face dark. His presence commanded the entire room, silencing all the other voices.
The cop who had reprimanded me earlier now looked at me wide-eyed and open-mouthed.
The station chief hurried over. âMr.
Atlas, why have you come in person?â Atlas paid no attention to them. His piercing gaze swept across the room before settling on me.
He took off his coat and draped it over me. I was wearing silk pajamas, so it was awkward. I had been trying to protect my assets while holding Grace.
I felt a sense of security wash over me.
Then he gathered me into his arms and looked at the cop who had berated me earlier. âAre you done here?â The station chief nodded and said, âYes, yes, we're done. Itâs just a routine inquiry.â âThis is a case of invasion into a private residence and causing a disturbance. I hope you'll handle this fairly.â Atlasâs tone was icy, leaving no room for negotiation.
He then escorted me out, leaving Grace | feeling lost and helpless. After all, she had come with me, and she seemed unsure of what to do. Sa Like a lonely and helpless child, she called after me, âChlo...â I turned to look at her, feeling a pang of sympathy. âYour son is here. Do you want to go with him?â Matthew was standing in the doorway, watching us. He took a hesitant step forward. âMom!â