Beyond the Divorce

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"Forget about Michelle. Thanking her would be as useful as jumping into a pool of mud. But you need to thank Theo. You have no idea what he did. He got beaten up by the Chandler family's servants many times just to find out exactly where you were." "The Chandler family?" Beatrice looked at me, her gaze wandering. I knew she was thinking about something.

Just then, a soft knock on the door interrupted us. I quickly got up to answer and saw Finn standing outside. He looked especially spirited today, well-groomed, cleanly shaved, and handsome.

"Is she awake?" he asked gently.

I nodded. "Yes, she's awake!"

I glanced at the spot where he had been bitten yesterday, asking, "Are you okay? Did the doctor take care of it?"

He nodded quickly. "No problem. It's been taken care of. It's just a scratch."

I thought that he definitely wasn't telling the whole truth. He had been lucky to avoid a bad injury given what happened yesterday.

He didn't seem to want to come in and asked, "Do you guys want something to eat? I asked my aunt to make some soup. You should all have some. Also... I...I arranged for a traditional medicine doctor. It was my mom's idea. She said traditional medicine is better for situations like this."

I was genuinely grateful for the Bullock family's hospitality.

"Come in then. Why have you suddenly become so shy in your own home?" I laughed.

Finn blushed again and scratched his head. I pulled him inside, saying, "Come on, stop being so shy."

I dragged Finn inside and we walked in together. Beatrice stared at Finn, seeming a little skeptical.

Seeing him around after she had left the hospital surprised her.

Finn looked at Beatrice lying on the bed. She seemed much better today, and he was visibly relieved. He awkwardly said to Beatrice, "You look much better today. Um... I came to ask if you guys wanted to eat together."

I quickly said, "This is his home, Beatrice. Finn arranged all this."

Beatrice scrutinized Finn for a long time before saying, "I know you. I saw you at my mother's funeral."

Finn was excited and nodded vigorously. "Yes, I attended Mrs. Helen's funeral. I regret not being able to help you back then."

Beatrice's state of mind made me increasingly happy. It seemed she could remember events from many years ago, which indicated that her mind was very clear.

"Is your shoulder better now? I'm sorry for hurting you," Beatrice apologized softly. "And thank you for letting me stay here."

Her speech had also become faster and more coherent, although her voice still sounded hoarse, making it a little hard to listen to.

Finn was overjoyed and waved her gratitude away. "Don't say that! I'm fine. It doesn't hurt at all. Don't

worry! Uh... If you like it here, you can stay as long as you want."

I watched the two of them, smiling. Stay as long as she wanted? I hoped Beatrice could stay here for good. Finn might have a chance then.

Maybe proximity would make the heart grow fonder.

"Are you hungry? Well... Get up and have something to eat, okay?" Finn said gently as he looked at Beatrice, who was still pale. Beatrice glanced at me, and I stepped forward, saying, "Can you walk down?"

Finn quickly added, "If you don't want to move, I'll bring the food to you."

Beatrice continued to look at me, seeming contemplative. Then she moved slightly, saying, "I remember now!"

I hurriedly helped her up. She sat up and asked, "Can I take a bath?"

I looked at Finn with some concern. "Her legs..."

"I can manage. I just want to wash away the dirt, shame, and bad luck of all these years," she said, looking down at herself.

In fact, I had wanted to help her take a bath a long time ago.

"Check with the doctor. If it's okay, I'll get the water ready for you," Finn said, "But first, let's eat. You need some strength." She nodded obediently, making everyone's hearts ache.