Chapter 55
Beyond the Divorce
Someone to Entertain I wandered and found myself by the river again.
I had brought some wine and arranged for my motherâin- law to pick Ava up.
Then, I settled by the river to pour myself a drink.
I realized the company had become an empty shell, its sole purpose to fill the Murphysâ wallet.
Meanwhile, I was emptyâhanded.
No wonder Melanie could taunt me so confidently.
Although I married into the family, I wasnât part of their world.
Even now, Melanie and Matthew didnât spare my meager possessions.
They would invade my space and commit vile acts on my bed whenever I was away.
I thought I was strongâwilled at the Murphysâ residence last night.
However, my repayment was a car for Melanie.
When I asked him to send my parents some money, he lashed out at Erica.
The more I thought about it, the more my heart ached.
It was like a stabbing pain suffocating my chest.
My phone kept ringing, and I didnât know what I said when I answered.
I was starting to feel a little tipsy.
I saw the buildings across the river light up as night fell, but none shined for me.
I had nothing left.
I raised the wine bottle toward the lights, only to have someone swipe it away.
A low voice followed, Chloe Hartz.â I turned to look in a daze and saw the man who had witnessed my consistent misfortunes.
I shook my head and chuckled, saying, âHowâd you know I was here? Did I leave something behind?â
âWerenât you in pain yesterday? Have you forgotten your doctorâs orders already?â Atlas scolded.
âForget about doctorâs orders.
Youâre a buzzkill.â I looked at him and tugged at his sleeve.
âCome on, join me for a drink.â I felt a little playful, likely from him interrupting my loneliness.
It was either that or my inner teenage girl was excited.
Atlas stood there for some time, just watching me.
I shook his arm, urging him, âCome on!â Finally, he leaped onto the riverbank and sat beside me.
He opened two cans of beer, handed me one, and toasted to me.
I laughed, âThank you for being here with me.â âTell me, why are you drinking?â he asked.
Do I need a reason to drink?â I took another sip.
âIs being happy a good enough reason?â Like a fool, I stared at the lights on the other side of the river.
+15 BONUS âIâm celebrating the fact that Iâve seen it all now.
I have nothing left.
The man I thought was my soulmate had slung a web for me, and I walked right into it, trapped for years.
âHow naive of me! Haha⦠The companyâs gone, the moneyâs gone.
Oh, I have a daughter, so itâs not a complete loss.
I lost everything, but I still have my daughter.â âWhat do you plan to do?â Atlas asked without looking at me.
Instead, he stared at the lights across the river.
âI want a divorce to ruin him completely!â I gritted my teeth.
âYou?â He turned to look at me.
âIs getting wasted and making a scene your plan for revenge? I never expected you to be this foolish.â
âWhy are you trying to discourage me?â I was a bit annoyed at how pessimistic he was.
âAm I discouraging you? Canât do anything but get drunk here and call it a night, huh? Didnât you just see him move everything away, drive a new car, and go to Operose for the weekend? Meanwhile, youâre just here getting drunk.
What can you do? Yell at them as revenge?â Atlasâs words struck my weakest point, and I felt ashamed.
My low selfâesteem made me hysterical.â You⦠Do you have the right to say that to me? Iâm the one embarrassed, but itâs not your place to remind me.â âIs that so?â He w was so close I could feel his breath.
My heart raced as I looked at him, imagining him embracing me.
I shook my head, trying to clear my thoughts.
Suddenly, Atlas leaned in and murmured, âIt seems you still care about himâ His warm breath grazed my face and sent shivers down my spine.
I instinctively moved back, only for him to pull me into his embrace.
He looked at me intensely and asked, âDo I scare you?â I looked at Atlasâs profound eyes, firm jawline, and thin lips.
At that moment, it felt like I was falling into an abyss.