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

floor’s pretty cold,” Atlas said, “You should put on

hurried inside and put on a pair

coat, which I hung

resembled a wife welcoming her husband

such things countless times when I

before him with my still–sleepy

knowing how to start

at a loss,

we hadn’t seen each other for

he visited me

you get here? I asked, still

bedside table and sat on the bed to wear a

West Quay for business and drove

raised an eyebrow at

already

after we had dinner.

you were here, so I didn’t stay there.” Though he spoke casually, I

the night

felt moved, realizing it had been long since anyone cherished me

I could.

feel tears welling

up and hugged