Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

The person on the other end of the line asked how to deal with Byron's body. It seemed that the execution was done.

Back at the Keller family's residence, Beatrice abandoned her usual cold demeanor and forced a smile at everyone. "Give me a little time. Everyone needs to stay here tonight, and no one should leave." Then she instructed the butler to arrange for the evening meal.

"I'll excuse myself for now," she said, hurrying upstairs.

I exchanged a glance with Ivanna, and she turned to the others, saying, "Feel free to make yourselves at home. We really need to stay with her today. None of you should leave, alright? Chloe and I will go upstairs to check on her." Then she looked at Theo and said, "Take care of everyone, Theo."

When Finn saw me and Ivanna going upstairs, he seemed to relax a bit before immediately calling Theo and the others over.

I had stayed here before, so I was relatively familiar with the layout. I quickly found Beatrice in the study. She was holding a photo frame and crying silently.

When she saw me enter, she hastily wiped her tears and gestured toward the sofa in the study, saying, "Please, have a seat."

Ivanna walked over to her. "Beatrice, if you need to cry, just let it out. Let go of everything and forget about it from now on."

Beatrice held out the photo frame she was holding, revealing a picture of the Keller family. Her grandparents were there, and Helen was between them, smiling. Helen had been young and innocent back then, radiating pure joy. The picture exuded a sense of peace, warmth, and happiness.

But now, everyone in the photo had vanished from the world.

Beatrice showed us the photo through choked sobs. "They're all gone. It feels like I was all just a dream, like they were never here... but what about me? Can you tell me who I am? Why was I in that dream? It was clearly just a dream." My nose tingled with emotion. Yes, it had all been like a dream, fleeting and transient. Had this calamity been brought about by kindness, or was it the distortion of human nature? Who could say for sure?

"I know this is all because of my mother's willfulness. She was naive, and couldn't tell the difference between truth and falsehood. Jocelyn had an easy death. I can't accept it!"

Beatrice choked up. "Her naivety ruined our entire family."

Ivanna tried to comfort her, and I quietly went downstairs.

Finn immediately came over, looking worried. "How is she?"

I whispered a few words to him, and he immediately acted on my request, handing me a cup of warm milk.

We exchanged a glance, and I turned and brought the glass of milk upstairs. I returned to the study where Beatrice was still sobbing uncontrollably. But it didn't matter what she did now. Everything had already happened. Although everything had finally been settled, and good and evil had ultimately met their just rewards, Beatrice could not find peace.

She was the only one left of her family in this world.

I understood her too well at this moment. She had refused to see Byron one last time and refused to claim his body, but it still hurt her. How could she forget those bone-chilling moments?

I approached her. "Have some milk,

Beatrice. It's all over now. You can think of it as a dream. Everyone who needed to leave has already left. They can't come back, but you need to live on. You say you're Beatrice Keller, so you need to live as her.

Just let Beatrice Chandler.

go.

11

"He died too easily! He should have lived in torment, experiencing the fear of death every day!" Beatrice suddenly looked at me with tear-filled eyes, shouting uncontrollably. "He died too easily, Chloe. His conscience was wiped clean, but he got off too lightly."

"Don't dwell on it. During this time, living was worse than death for him. He must have experienced that feeling, even if it was just for one day," I said, handing her the milk.

"Drink up. You didn't have much to

eat this morning. Don't forget, a group of people who care are outside waiting for you, and they are all worried about you. There are still a lot of things you need to do in the future. That's what you need to face. You can't let them control your soul."

"That's right, Beatrice." Ivanna gently patted her frail shoulder.