Beyond the Divorce

The Walls Are Listening

I laughed at myself for thinking I had a way back while Matthew and the other woman were already

transferring assets. I wondered when I became such an idiot. Ivanna was right to call me a fool.

Matthew was practically selling me off, yet I stood beside him to count his money. I had no idea who that

woman was and how cunning Matthew could be. Still, the woman’s identity was not my priority, I was just

curious.

Most people in my situation would obsess over finding out who they lost their love to, but the results

were always the same, no matter who the other person was. I had already lost.

After some thought, I told Ivanna, “My priority is finding where that money went.”

“I already have someone looking into it, don’t worry!” Ivanna reassured me confidently.

I returned to work after our chat to figure out how to reclaim my company and bring Matthew down from

his pedestal. That was my only wish. No one noticed when I had left and returned. After all, everyone

knew I was the boss’s wife.

Moreover, it was nearing lunchtime when I returned, and everyone was preparing to leave. Since it was a

time when people gathered to chat, I wanted to ask Matthew what he wanted for lunch.

When I arrived at his office, his secretary wasn’t there, and the door was half–open. I heard voices inside

the office, which meant Matthew was still there. I was about to open the door when I heard Johnson’s

voice.

“Don’t worry. I’ve prepared all the information you requested. You’re a genius, Mr. Murphy, Still, I don’t

think Madam is interested since she’s rarely at the office. From what I see, she works here just to keep an

eye on you.”

Johnson’s tone was full of mockery as he continued, “As for the money, I’ve taken care of it according to

your instructions.”

My heart raced, and I quickly backed away to ensure they wouldn’t spot me. It was evident they were discussing me.

“Remind the finance department about that. I don’t want any discrepancies or complications,” Matthew instructed Johnson, “She’s been on edge lately and always getting ticked off.”

“Don’t worry about that, Mr. Murphy. I’ve already informed them about it and sorted things out with the suppliers. You can rest assured. If anything, we can say the project went wrong. After all, losing money In business is a regular thing.

“At that time, just cooperate and act as if you’re perturbed. What else can Madam do? She hasn’t worked for so long. It’d be hard for her to figure anything out,” Johnson sounded confident.

I was outraged as I clenched my fists, I never expected Johnson to be so devious.

“Play it safe. I…haven’t decided on the next step yet…” Matthew’s words trailed off, but I knew what he wanted to say.

“Oh, Mr. Murphy, are you still tying loose ends there?” Johnson inquired.

“I can’t show up there. Just keep an eye on it. Damn, none of them are simple folks. Not a single reasonable one!” Matthew muttered in frustration, then sighed heavily. “All right, you can go now!”

I quickly left, making sure to stay out of their sight. My heart pounded as I sat in my office. I calmed

myself before calling Matthew to ask, “Hey, honey, what do you want for lunch?” T

“Are you in the office?” His voice was warm. “What do you feel like having? Maybe we can go out

together?”

“Sure!” I agreed without hesitation. “I’ll come to find you!”

As I headed out, I bumped into Johnson, who seemed shocked. He must’ve thought I wasn’t in the office.

“M–Madam!”

I smirked and teased, “What’s wrong? You look like I just caught you red–handed. Why do you look so

anxious?”

“Huh? Not at all!” He quickly defended himself. “I thought you weren’t around!” Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

“I just got back,” I retorted playfully, then toned it down, “I’m going to lunch with Matthew. Care to join us?”

“I–It’s okay. I don’t want to be a third–wheeler. You two lovebirds should enjoy yourselves,” Johnson replied with a humble smile, like an obedient lackey.

Once I met with Matthew, we visited one of my favorite Italian restaurants across the building. While waiting for the food, Matthew asked, “What were you up to this morning?”

“I went to check out some properties,” I replied straightly, then asked, “By the way, when will we get the

money back?”