Chapter 73 Matthew's Concern

Since the divorce, his home always felt empty, devoid of any sense of life. He heard the sound of shattering glass and immediately climbed over the wall. "I'm worried you're going to commit suicide. Someone might think you're planning to slit your wrists at home." The pain intensified, sweeping over Clara's body, her lips began to turn pale, and she was sweating profusely, uncontrollably. Matthew, however, didn't notice, still talking to himself. He only saw that Clara was fine just a moment ago and didn't expect her to suddenly become so weak. After sitting in the car for so long, Matthew's mouth was dry, so he went to the kitchen to pour himself a glass of water. "Do you want some water? I'll pour you a glass... If you don't say anything, I'll take that as a no." Clara didn't respond. The pain had sapped her strength to speak. Despite his words, Matthew still poured an extra glass of water. Seeing that Clara hadn't spoken for a while, he brought the water to her, only then n