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.

a warmth I had

floor’s pretty cold,” Atlas said,

inside and put on a pair of slippers, feeling

his coat, which

welcoming her husband home

countless

before him with my still–sleepy

not knowing

at

me as if we hadn’t seen each other for a long

believe he visited

here? I asked, still

the bedside table and sat on the

Quay for business and drove here afterward.” “You drove here yourself?”

an eyebrow at me,

already 11

after we had dinner.

so I didn’t stay there.” Though he spoke casually, I knew he had to drive at

through the night to

realizing it had been

I could.

feel tears welling

up and