Beyond the Divorce

Chapter 1325 Rising from the Ashes



Only Hazelyn struggled to look at Beatrice in the courtroom.

Beatrice shot her a smile of triumph tinged with arrogance. Hazelyn looked deflated as her face sank. In the end, she was defeated.

As they were escorted away, everyone surged toward Beatrice, but no one spoke; they simply shook her hand in solidarity. There were still some documents that Beatrice needed to sign at the courthouse, and we remained by her side throughout. Beatrice left her current assistant from the Keller family to handle the remaining affairs.

Once everyone had left, Beatrice looked at me. In a hoarse voice, she said, "Take everyone back to my place."

I looked at her, somewhat puzzled. "What about you?"

She glanced at Finn, her eyes pleading. She said, "Finn... accompany me to the cemetery."

"Sure." Finn didn't hesitate, stepping up to her side and offering his support.

Theo quickly added, "We'll all go with you."

Beatrice didn't refuse. She simply scanned her classmates before silently turning and walking away.

We all followed Beatrice as she strode out, but Gabriel blocked our path. His eyes were filled with complex emotions as he looked at Beatrice, his lips trembling. "Beatrice. I... "

Beatrice stopped in her tracks and looked at him coldly, her tone icy. "What is it?"

"Sorry, Beatrice." Gabriel's voice trembled as he struggled to utter the words.

"I accept your apology. From now on, let's not appear in each other's sight again. Let's keep some dignity for both of us."

Then, she turned and walked away without a moment of hesitation.

At the cemetery, to our surprise, some citizens arrived before us. It was a touching scene.

I asked Ivanna to stay in the car and accompanied Beatrice to the graveside.

Beatrice walked very quickly as if drawn by a ma.

With Atlas by my side, I followed her.This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

Beatrice knelt at the grave as soon as she reached it, and she remained in that position for half an hour. Her frail figure looked even more fragile now.

Finn stepped forward to help

Beatrice, whispering comforting

words to her. Only then did Beatrice

turn around. Although her face was even paler, she was not crying.

She glanced at the tombstone once more before leaving with everyone else.

As we descended the mountain, many reporters besieged the cemetery gates, eager to interview Beatrice. Atlas's people kept them at bay. However, they followed Beatrice, bombarding her with questions about the Keller family.

After all, today marked the vindication of the Keller family's grievances. It was a journey spanning a decade, and the perpetrators were finally punished.

The reporters asked sharp questions, but Beatrice was shielded and ushered into the car.

Beatrice grabbed my hand in the car, whispering, "It's all over."

"Yeah. From now on, you should focus on being happy." I comforted her softly. "We all hope you find happiness."

"Yeah," Beatrice replied gently like an obedient child, but it was heart-wrenching to see.

From now on, she would bear the weight of the entire family alone.

When the car reached the gate of the Keller family's residence, Beatrice's phone suddenly rang. She glanced at her phone, stiffened for a moment, then answered.

I couldn't hear what was said on the other end but saw Beatrice's lipse twitch. Coldly, she instructed, "After cremation, do whatever you want. There's no need to inform me again."

Her face was pale, but she continued to listen to the phone call, then blurted, "Do whatever you want with it."

After that, she hung up, and a fleeting smile crossed her face.