Beyond the Divorce

Meeting Melanie Alone I answered the call and heard Melanie’s usual arrogant tone, “I have something to tell you.

Let’s meet.” I “Why didn’t you tell me that when you were at my place just now?” I asked.

“It concerns us, not something suitable to say in front of the others.

Come to Midnight Bar now!” She hung up without waiting for my response.

While holding my phone, I wondered what Melanie was up to.

Still, I wanted to know what she had to say, so I rolled out of bed and checked the time.

It was almost noon, so the bar wouldn’t be open at this hour.

After some thought, I decided to play it safe and changed into jeans, a T–shirt, and a pair of casual flats.

I tried calling Ivanna as I drove in case something went wrong.

Unfortunately, she was out of town.

I I hesitated while holding my phone and finally called Atlas.

Immediately after, I decided against it since.

Melanie knew I had met with him before.

I knew it was best not to complicate things and hung up the call as I arrived at the bar.

I had never been to a bar, so the dim lighting made me uncomfortable.

The bar was underground, and the stairway was narrow.

However, the interior was spacious.

I took a while to adjust to the surroundings at the basement entrance.

Since it wasn’t opening hours yet, there were no customers.

Under the soft yellow light behind the bar, a young man who looked like a bartender was busy with his work.

I approached him and asked, “Sir, I’m here to meet someone.

Is this place open yet?” He glanced at me and pointed across the room.

I turned to look and saw a long corridor many rooms.

I wanted to ask him which room I was supposed to enter, but the bartender seemed uninterested in being disturbed.

or with m I could only search for Melanie from room to room.

It seemed Melanie frequented places like this.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t have asked me to meet her. Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

The many rooms along the corridor resembled a maze, with every junction leading to another corridor.

felt increasingly uneasy and was about to turn back when a door suddenly opened in the corridor and out came Melanie.

“Hal I didn’t expect you to arrive so quickly!” She laughed, but her laughter gave me an aerie feeling.

It made me far less comfortable than facing her ously hostile demeanor.

Ever since I witnessed her entanglement with Matthew, I couldn’t help but She reached out as if to hold me, but I avoided her dirty hand.

“What did you want to tell me?” I opened the door with my foot and glanced inside the room, realizing it was empty.

After confirming it was safe, I walked in and sat on the couch, looking at Melanie.

“I’m listening” Melanie followed me in, swaying her hips in a way she thought was alluring.

However, it made me nauseous.

Suddenly, I realized why Matthew was attracted to her.

I finally discovered why he called me ” stiff.” Melanie strode over and sat on the seat beside me.

She looked at me with excitement, joy, and wickedness.

a glass, saying I saw an already–opened bottle of red wine on the table.

Melanie reached for it and poured a “Chloe, I knew you’d come as soon as I called you.

I’m sure you’ve never been here before, right? Take a guess for Matt.”