Beyond the Divorce novel Chapter 198

Chapter 198 Shamelessly Discussing About Her

My heart sank, wondering if Matthew was bluffing. He was so despicable that it frustrated me further. Just then, Stella approached with an eager smile and said, “Chloe! I finally get to talk to you. What are you doing here??

She glanced at Matthew and then at the drink he had handed me. She looked embarrassed and said, “Did I interrupt you two?”

When Matthew stepped forward, someone bumped into him and apologized. However, Matthew didn’t mind and focused on me. He grinned, saying, “It’s nothing. We were just discussing something that concerned you, Ms. Stella.”

The man who had accidentally bumped into Matthew passed by again and patted him on the back,

saying, “Sorry!”

Matthew was annoyed and glared at the man before returning his attention to Stella.

“Me?” Stella looked surprised and asked, “What does this have to do with me?”

“Matthew, what are you trying to say?” I asked coldly, feeling uneasy. I knew he was up to something.

“You should ask Chlo. Right, honey?” Matthew’s smug expression was repulsive, and my unease grew.

“You’re shameless,” I muttered, then raised my voice, “If you have something to say, say it! Don’t beat around the bush! I have nothing to say to you!”

“Ms. Stella, you’re Mr. Atlas’s date tonight, right? I’m curious as to what your relationship with him is.”

Matthew asked.

I clenched my handbag, feeling increasingly flustered. Stella glanced at me and smiled. Then, she asked Matthew politely, “What do you mean?”

He smirked. “Chlo wants to know your relationship with Mr. Atlas.

“I think you want to know that, Mr. Matthew!” That voice shocked me. The next second, Atlas was already

standing beside me.

My expression grew cold as I felt a sharp pain in my chest. “Have some self–respect, Matthew. Read the

room before causing a scene.”

“Neither of you care about the occasion, so why should I? When you were doing it, did you care about shame? Why are you afraid now?” Matthew’s face reddened as he continued his explicit remarks.

“Mr. Matthew, what do you want to say? You seem upset,” Stella asked. However, her smile only fueled

the fire.

Matthew handed his glass to someone nearby and pulled out his phone from his pocket. He raised it and taunted me, “Chloe, why don’t I show everyone what’s in here?”

“I’m quite interested,” Atlas said calmly.

Looking at Atlas, I felt a deep sense of shame, humiliation, and frustration. I clenched my teeth to remain composed. Even so, my eyes welled with tears. I couldn’t imagine what would happen next.