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. © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

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.

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.”