Beyond the Divorce

"Like mother, like daughter! How could Melanie turn out good with a mother like Abby?" I said lightly.

I couldn't help but wonder what kind of person this little one would grow into. He could be a good kid if he had a good influence. Without proper guidance, he might turn out crooked.

While I was pondering, his little hand grabbed my hair and brought it toward his mouth.

"Chlo, what if Matthew doesn't want him? What will we do then? This kid's pitiful and I've grown attached to him after caring for him. He's a small life, after all."

Myra looked at me with concern. "But... I..."

I understood what Myra meant. She couldn't keep Charlie with her even if she liked him. After all, his origins were unclear.

"Don't overthink it. We just have to pull through. I'll find a way to have the police investigate and look for his biological father. Having him recognized by his own family is the best outcome." I looked at the little one in my arms. He didn't feel unfamiliar.

I couldn't carry him with my left hand, so I could only hold him with my right. He kept touching my hanging left hand, looking curious.

"That's not a problem. It's just heartbreaking for Charlie to have such a poor excuse for a mom..." Myra's words were only half-said, but I understood what she meant.

My phone in my bag started ringing. Myra took Charlie in her arms, and I took out my phone to check. It was Trinity.

I had forgotten about her. It seemed she had something urgent. I quickly picked up and said, "Trinity, I'm just wrapping up."

"Come to Vanderberg Palace," she said.

"All right, I'll come right away."

After saying that, I hung up and apologized. "Myra, I have to go. I'll come again another day. If there's anything, just give me a call. Oh, I'll come to pick you and your son up this weekend. We'll go to Pleca Park to play with Ava."

"That's great!" Myra said it happily. "Ava is so well-behaved. She even took care of my son the last time. My son is lonely at home. Otherwise, I wouldn't have sent him to the nursery so early."

It was clear that Myra was pleased. She hugged Charlie and sent me off.

"Then it's a deal. I'll pick you up on Saturday. Take Charlie to relax. Being cooped up at home can be stifling." I patted Charlie.

He was reaching out to me, wanting

me to hold him. I could only smile

and kiss his little face. "I can't hold

you now. I'll come to see you next time." .

BUMS

I went downstairs and quickly got into the car, instructing the driver to hurry to Vanderberg Palace.

It had been a while since I had been here. As I entered, the receptionist said, "Ms. Trinity is waiting for you in Mr. Jared's room."

I nodded and went straight to the

fourth floor. Jared's room was indeed quieter. I pushed the door open, and Trinity greeted me, Chlo, you've been really busy! It's not easy to meet you." Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

She looked at me and pointed at my injured arm. "Is it still the same?"

"Yes, but it's a bit better than last time," I said while walking over. I sat beside Trinity and asked, "What's the matter?" "Can't I invite you over without a reason?"

I smile. "Don't tease me. You're not the type. Did you urgently seek me out just to meet up?"

She glanced at me, chuckling. Today, she was dressed more normally. Her makeup was light, making her look pleasing.

"You know me too well. Indeed, there's something." Trinity looked at me and said, "I accidentally discovered something." "Oh?" I looked at her curiously. "About who?"

"You!"