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Chapter 119 Breaking News
Ivanna nodded and called her assistant to bring the reporters over. I told her, “Put me
down and take
pictures of everything.”
She followed my instructions and gently let go before taking pictures of the assault from
various angles. Soon after, she called the authorities and my lawyer, Adrian.
Seeing Ivanna’s actions, Matthew grew agitated. He yelled, “You caused this, Chloe! Even
if you call the cops, nothing will change. You’re in my house, and we’re still married. So
what if we fought?”
“I’ve had enough of your excuses!” Ivanna retorted and threw the knife at him.
Startled, Matthew bolted to the master bedroom while narrowly avoiding the knife.
Ivanna noticed my distress and cried. However, I smiled and reassured her, “Don’t cry. I’m
not dead yet.
It’s too late for him to stop now.”
When the authorities arrived, I showed them my house ownership certificate and ID before
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇttelling the
media about the assault.
The scandal of Matthew’s previous affair had yet to subside, and this incident only
worsened things for him. Adrian had also provided evidence of our ongoing divorce
proceedings. The cops did not allow
Matthew to explain himself and arrested the three Murphys.
More breaking news trended in Foswood, with headlines reading, “Scumbag Brings
Mistress to Assault Wife at Home,” “Man Deceives Terminally III Father–in–Law for Assets,”
and “Havoc at Wife’s Home,
Hospitalized After Assault.”
I didn’t think I would need to humillate myself just to divorce him. That night, I asked
Ivanna to deliver food to my mom and tell her I had urgent matters to handle. I dared not
visit my parents because I could
barely move.
Not wanting them to worry, I told Ivanna to keep the incident a secret and tell them I had
fallen asleep. I
knew my parents seldom used their phones, so they wouldn’t discover the trending news
so quickly.
Ivanna even fetched Ava from daycare before returning. Meanwhile, I had an ice pack on
my face as I
endured my pain to make the noodles Ava enjoyed.
When Ava finally slept, I received a call from Atlas. However, I didn’t answer because I
didn’t want him to
see me like this, I became a sensitive topic and finalized the divorce. Moreover, I didn’t
want to stir up
any more trouble.
Atlas continued to call, so I turned off my phone. I sighed in relief the following day when I
heard the cops
Before going to the hospital, I applied makeup to hide my injuries. I also used a turtle–
neck sweater to cover the bruises on my neck.
Still, my attentive mom looked me up and down. I ignored her and calmly cared for my
dad’s needs. Although still weak and often dozing off, he would urge me to leave Matthew
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmwhen awake. He said he didn’t care about the house or assets.
I nodded and promised him I’d leave Matthew.
That afternoon, Atlas came to visit my dad. After a brief stay, he left. When I sent him off,
he glanced at me and said, “You have twenty minutes. I’ll be waiting for you in my car
downstairs.”
“I can’t leave yet,” I replied.
However, he ignored me and went downstairs.
I glared at him for never giving me a chance to refuse.
dad’s coor
When I returned to my my mom asked me who Atlas was to me. I was shocked as I asked
her, “What else can he be, Mom? Don’t overthink it. We have a professional relationship,
and he has helped me a bunch. Otherwise, I couldn’t have reclaimed the house and
assets.”
My mom went silent while I nervously thought of excuses to leave early. Ultimately, I met
with Atlas within twenty minutes. He looked at me strangely, but his tone was gentle, “Are
you okay?”
I thought he would scold me for not answering his calls. Still, I replied, “Yeah, I’m fine.”
Suddenly, he embraced me. His voice was full of warmth, yet he growled, “Damn it! Did all
that beating make you stupid?”