Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

Chapter 21

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Chapter 21 My Best Friend’s Keys

After touring around her house, I felt a bit disappointed. There wasn’t even a pair of men’s

slippers in her

place.

I suspect she had tidied up since it took her two hours to come and pick us up

to hide any evidence. I figured she had thought things through.

It was enough time for her

Ivanna prepared a few snacks for Ava, perhaps because she sensed how distracted I was.

She then

turned on the TV, played a cartoon, and sat beside me. Soon after, she began to scrutinize

me, making

me feel uncomfortable.

Then, she patted my hand, saying, “Let it out.”

My heart raced, and I looked at her defensively while withdrawing my hand. “Let what

out?”

“Share what’s on your mind,” Ivanna encouraged as if trying to coax me.

I sneered before saying. “What’s on my mind? What do you mean?”

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I saw her mouth twitch. After a moment of silence, she stood up abruptly. “You stay here

and play with

Ava. I’ll make something for you two to eat.”

After removing her coat and changing clothes, she went into the kitchen.

I sat with my daughter absentmindedly and gazed at the large screen, pondering whether

my thoughts

were headed in the right direction. Suddenly, her phone rang, and my senses heightened

immediately. I

suspected it was Matthew calling.

I stood up and sat on the nearest sofa to the kitchen. I heard Ivanna’s voice softly

speaking on the phone,

her tone tender and different from when she was with me. Though I couldn’t make out the

content of her

conversation, it felt like a thousand needles pricking my heart.

I rose and headed to the kitchen, but as I approached, I noticed that Ivanna had already

ended the call

and placed the phone in her apron pocket.

She looked surprised at my sudden appearance. “Go and keep Ava company. You’re my

guest, so I’ll take

care of everything. Just wait for the food.”

I smiled and didn’t move, leaning against the kitchen door frame. “Did you buy this house

yourself?”

“I don’t have that much money. It’s the company’s,” Ivanna chuckled while looking at me.

“Your company is something else, huh? Not many companies provide housing for

employees these days,”

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A terrible feeling crept over me, and I wanted to check the savings account I shared with

Matthew.

“I’m just living like a celebrity,” Ivanna replied while cleaning the crabs, “Several talents

from my company live in this neighborhood, and the security and management here are

top–notch. Random people won’t be disturbing us. You know how celebrities value their

privacy.”

I countered bluntly. “The privacy of ordinary people is just as important, you know?

Mistresses can be afraid of being exposed too.”

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“You’re right. There are people like that here, too.” Ivanna remained remarkably

composed. “However, it’s not necessarily the mistress who fears exposure sometimes. I

guess it depends on how sophisticated they are.”

I snorted at the word ‘sophisticated and thought about how bold mistresses had become

these days since they dared to flaunt their affairs openly. I didn’t want to argue or

continue with this topic, so I turned and left the kitchen while glancing at the shoe cabinet

at the entrance.

I saw her bag with the keys and walked toward mine before fumbling around for my keys.

Then I looked

back at the kitchen and heard the bustling inside. Soon after, I got up, pretending to be

calm, and

approached the door.

I glanced at the kitchen again and quickly reached into Ivanna’s bag to grab her keys. I

then searched for

the one Ivanna had used to open the door. My hands trembled, not knowing if it was

nerves or fear of

knowing the outcome.

I placed her key and my duplicate side by side for comparison, unable to believe what I

saw. An inexplicable feeling crept over me, and I slowly turned around.

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