Beyond the Divorce

I whispered, "Looks like she's been injured. At least get her cleaned up in bed."

The male colleague looked at me and asked, "Is she okay?"

"Based on her condition, she's fine now. She just looks exhausted," I replied. The male colleague lifted her back onto the bed.

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Outside, everyone seemed relieved, as if a heavy burden had been lifted. We all headed out while talking. My mood was incredibly heavy.

Wilbur saw us off to the car, and as we left the compound, I couldn't control my emotions, and a sob escaped me.

Eleanor quickly embraced me, asking, "Chloe, are you okay?"

I looked at Tommy. "Hazelyn came and physically abused her. She's been beaten beyond recognition, but she's not insane, absolutely not. Tell Sean to speed up what he's doing." Tommy nodded seriously and said, "Got it."

Back at the hotel, I couldn't contain my emotions. I rushed into Atlas's waiting arms and cried, ignoring everyone else in the room.

Atlas was alarmed to see me in such a state. He held me tightly and patted my back. "What's going on? Don't cry. What happened? Hmm?"

But I couldn't control my tears. Eleanor cautiously said, "When we arrived at the hospital, Hazelyn's car was already parked in the courtyard. She physically abused Beatrice. Chloe saw her in a severely beaten state. I think it was very serious. But we didn't see when Hazelyn left."

"Don't cry, it's okay." Atlas stroked my head. "She'll be punished. Trust me. I'll make her pay for what she's done a hundred times, a thousand times over."

Only then did I slowly suppress my sobbing, took a deep breath, and adjusted my emotions. Then I noticed that Arnold, Nick, and the others were still in the room.

Blushing, I sat beside Atlas. "It looks like Beatrice didn't have it easy. She's enduring inhuman torment. She's definitely not crazy."

As I said that, my voice choked

again. "Her body is covered in

wounds. I could see it from her

neckline She was severely beateret

but she's definitely conscious. When I handed her the note, she

immediately took it and crumpled it upin her hand. She's absolutely normal."

I recounted the situation inside, leaving everyone in shock and anger.

"This is absolutely insane!" Arnold exclaimed.

"But the more sane she is, the more I... can't bear it." I continued, "She's a perfectly sane person." Arnold looked at Atlas. "Looks like I need to stay here for a while. You guys go back to Foswood." "But I..." I hesitated.

Arnold looked at me and said, "Listen, you go back. I'll call you if necessary. Don't you trust me?"

Atlas nodded. "This is the only thing we can do. We'll go back and handle Liora's situation, and we also got some news from Dylan."

I could only nod. Staying here longer

would serve no purpose. It was impossible for me to see her again. I hoped that Beatrice would see the note gave her, and that it would give her hope.

I had only written a few words, but it would definitely ignite her fighting spirit.

Meanwhile, Finn had successfully connected Alvin and Sean. Finn kept saying that he wanted to assist Sean in the investigation.

It seemed that Sean was already taking action, and with Arnold here, I felt assured.

Having arranged things here, the

rest of us took a flight back to

Foswood. As soon as we landed and turned on our phones, my notifications exploded. Apparently, Liora had caused trouble again during the three days I was away.

I realized that my 'scandal' in Foswood was making headlines.