Beyond the Divorce novel Chapter 460

Chapter 460-Emotionally Unstable Atlas noticed my hesitation and looked at me skeptically, asking, “What’s wrong? You don’t want to?” Since I had to devise an excuse, I said, “Ava should spend more time with Grace. We can discuss moving to your place later, but Molly can stay here for now since I have many rooms downstairs. I welcome them here so Ava and my mom have company.” | Atlas smiled and said, “Sure, we should let Ava spend time with her grandmother. We can always decide on moving later.” After dinner, we snuggled on the couch and enjoyed our rare peaceful time together. We discussed our time in Celestis Island and were about to call my mom and the others when the | doorbell rang. | We smiled at each other, wondering who it could be this time. I quickly got up and checked the peephole, feeling frustrated when I saw Matthew through it. It seemed I could never get rid of this thorn in my side.

However, I felt at ease with Atlas around. I pressed the button to open the apartment door, and Matthew appeared shortly after. He looked pale, and I knew him well enough to know Grace’s condition must’ve left him helpless.

Matthew grinned when he saw me.

Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt “Hey, Chloe.” I asked plainly, “What’s up?” I stepped aside and let him in. Also, it was his first time coming here since our divorce. He glanced around the living room, probably expecting to see my family. However, he only saw Atlas lounging on the couch.

Matthew’s eyes narrowed, and his expression soured. He glanced at me and hesitated before deciding whether or not to enter the living room.

1 didn’t bother with pleasantries and walked inside. As we brushed past each other, I said. “What is it, Matthew?” He approached the couch and nodded at Atlas, greeting him, “Mr. Atlas.” Atlas glanced at him and nodded before getting up and saying, “I’ll bein the study.” Immediately after, he put his hands in his pockets and went upstairs. It seemed he had already assumed the position of head of the household.

Matthew grimaced as he glared at Altas until he disappeared from view. Then, Matthew asked me displeasedly, “Does he live here?” 1 didn’t answer but asked in return, “Why’d you come to see me?” He lowered his head and fell silent momentarily before speaking, “Uh…

My mom doesn’t want to go to the hospital. What do you think we should do?” He looked up at me conflictedly, helplessly, and with a hint of exhaustion as he spoke.