Beyond the Divorce

Remarkably Intelligent



"Oh, really?" She seemed surprised, then looked at my mom without hesitation and said, "I didn't know she was from Yare."

I smiled faintly. "Not this mother here, but my biological mother. Her name was Lucille Avila, and she was probably from a noble family in Yare."

"In that case, I wouldn't have known her. Our family is just middle-class. In Yare, we're just an ordinary family." Hana's response was quick, and she was clearly distancing herself from any connection.

If their family was really ordinary, how could they afford to send their daughter abroad for further studies, especially to Monora?

I wasn't swayed by her words and said gently, "Some changes happened in my family. My father was framed, my mother was killed, and I lost all my childhood memories. Later, I found out that my current parents were not my biological parents. Back then, some people wanted to kill me, and they saved me, allowing me to live."

"Oh... is that so? You don't remember anything from before?" she asked.

"Yeah, I don't remember anything from my entire childhood. My memory only starts from before the high school entrance exam, so I want to understand Yare. I'm especially interested in the Avila family in Yare, since that's my mother's maternal family. That's why I felt a special kind of connection to you when I heard you were from Yare and had the Avila surname."

After saying that, I looked at Hana, who was sitting beside me in the rocking chair. "I don't remember what my mother looked like."

"Why is that? How could you not remember anything?" Hana looked at me, clearly concerned.

I kept staring at her. She seemed to realize her reaction and quickly covered it up. "Then how did you find out you were Lucille Avila's daughter?"

As soon as she asked me that, I chuckled internally. My mother's name sounded natural when she said it, and I was sure she had intentionally avoided the topic earlier. She probably knew about my mother's family and might even have some connection to them.

After a moment of thought, I began to recount the events I knew to Hana. "I couldn't do anything about any of it. It happened when I was just 11 years old.

"Suddenly, one day, my father was

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reported dead. He was on the same flight as Atlas's parents' when their plane crashed. My mother was deeply in love with my father, and she was devastated. but her sharp mind sensed something suspicious about my father's death.

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"She secretly investigated and uncovered the truth, only to be ruthlessly killed. She made my favorite fried chicken on the day she passed away. But when I returned from school, I had lost my mother

forever." I narrated this tragic story quietly.

"Did you not remember all of this before? Did you... regain your memory?" Hana asked, scrutinizing me, and her face unconsciously became cold. At this moment, her expression showed a natural aloofness.

I continued to stare at her, shaking my head. I explained to her how I had learned all this.

She listened attentively without interrupting me, but I could see fluctuations in her expression from time to time.

When I finished, she sighed softly. "I didn't think such ruthless people could exist. Does your biological father know that your mother is no longer alive?"

She had asked a practical question, and I wanted to know the answer too.

Once again, I shook my head. "We still don't know where he is. We only know he's in the hands of a group in Bermuda, but we're not even sure if he's alive. We also don't know if he's aware of my mother's death. If he doesn't know yet, I can't even imagine how he would feet. They were deeply in love."

"After so many years, how could he not know?" Hana questioned.

"After that incident, he's been on the run, and he might be under that group's control. The one who harmed him was a classmate he trusted. Atlas and

I have been planning to rescue him, but we still don't know how it's going to turn out."

"You mean he's in Bermuda right now? How did he get involved with people from there?" Hana's questions were always on point, and I didn't believe she was just being smart.Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

So, who exactly was she?