Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

I quickly said to him, "Don't look at me like that. I'm being serious."

Atlas smirked. "Well, that depends on your performance!"

I immediately straightened up, looking at him. "Have you gone bad now?"

As I spoke, the car arrived at the entrance of our home. Atlas exited the car, picked me up, and carried me into the house.

But to our surprise, as soon as we entered the living room, we heard the excited screams of the kids. He quickly put me down.

I couldn't help but find it amusing that he looked a little embarrassed. He gestured to me to be quiet.

Then, he took my hand and walked into the living room.

To our astonishment, everyone was there. Ava rushed over enthusiastically when she saw us.

"Didn't you say you wouldn't be back? Why are you here? Did you miss us?"

Atlas raised an eyebrow and said, "It was too quiet over there."

"Of course! That's why you should come home every day," She pouted.

Ava held Atlas's hand. "Daddy, I messed up some crafts, can you help me?"

"Sure." Atlas was always ready to help.

I sat beside my mom and watched them go happily upstairs to the study,. It was a rare moment for us to catch up, and my dad was still awake. Mom looked at me and asked, "Do you want to eat something?"

"No, I've had two meals already. We ate somewhere nearby today, so we came back early," I explained, then asked, "Why is everyone so excited today? Why haven't they slept yet?" "It's the weekend. There's no school tomorrow." My mom smiled and said, "They've been playing in the orchard since they got home. They even refused to come in for dinner." "Was I like them when I was a kid, Mom?" I asked deliberately as I looked directly into my mom's eyes.

I saw my mom's face tighten momentarily and her eyes avoided mine. She said, "You weren't as cheerful as them when you were little."

I could hear the bitterness in her tone.

My dad quickly changed the topic. "Is the trial for Matthew's case coming up soon?"

"It's the weekend, so no. It's in three days," I responded. I was sure my dad had deliberately changed the topic There was no way he didn't know the date of the trial.

At that moment, without realizing it, my heart suddenly ached. I didn't want to think about this any further.

Three days later, Matthew's case finally went to trial.

There was an unexpectedly huge crowd outside the courthouse made up of media reporters and enthusiastic citizens. After all, the public had been paying a lot of attention to this case.

The events of this case were closely related to where they lived, making it a matter of great concern to everyone. Everyone thought they could enter the courtroom as observers, but no one expected the scene at the courthouse entrance.

It was impossible to get inside, but

the more this happened, the more curious people became. No one wanted to leave. Everyone wanted to wait for the most accurate

information firsthand.

This trial had been full of twists and turns, with various versions of the legendary story circulating.

Matthew himself had also become a legend in Fodswood.

He was deceived by a mistress who had become his wife but schemed against him, and his ex-wife had saved him time and time again.

This was definitely the biggest scandal on everyone's lips.

As the trial officially began, I strangely felt a little nervous.

When Matthew was brought in, I saw that he had grown thinner. However, he seemed to be in good spirits today.

His hair looked freshly styled, and he wore a clean white shirt. In fact, he appeared somewhat similar tochow he looked when I first saw him in college.

As he walked to the defendant's seat, his eyes quickly scanned the crowd. His gaze landed on my face, and he gave me a small smile. Then, he stood in the defendant's seat.