Beyond the Divorce

Chapter 129 Late Night Visit I thought I was dreaming, so I palmed my forehead before laying back down.

However, the knocking continued, and I tensed up, asking, “Who is it?!” A voice from outside replied, “It’s me!” I couldn’t believe it.

My drowsiness disappeared as the person repeated, “Open the door, Chloe.

It’s me.” J I jumped out of bed and stumbled to the door.

My heart raced as I mumbled, “That voice sounds like… How’s that possible?” I peeked through the peephole and saw a tall figure standing in the dimly lit corridor.

My heart skipped a beat, and I trembled before opening the door.

I saw a weary–looking Atlas standing before me with a faint smile.

I stared at him in disbelief, fearing he would disappear if I blinked.

I asked shakily, “H–How’d you get here?” I wanted to throw myself into his arms but dared not.

He looked at me and pursed his lips, looking somewhat tired.

“I knew you were here, so I had to come.

Aren’t you glad to see me?” Then, he put his arm around my shoulder and said, “Let me in.” Finally, I gathered myself and stepped aside to make way for him.

He looked indifferent as he entered.

He noticed me standing barefoot on the cold floor and frowned before looking at me.

revealed a warmth I had never seen

pretty cold,” Atlas said, “You should put on some

on

which I hung

wife welcoming her husband home from

countless times when I

stood before him with my still–sleepy

knowing how to start a

seemed at a

lingered on me as if we hadn’t

believe he visited me

you get here? I

the bed to wear

West Quay for business and drove here afterward.” “You drove

an eyebrow at

already

after we had dinner.

casually, I knew he had to

raced through the night

it had been long

I could.

welling

up and hugged