Beyond the Divorce

Chapter 219

His Reason

My heart sank, and I felt his words weren’t for me. I sat motionless as I gazed at the breathtaking scenery before me. I wondered if this was the home under construction he had mentioned.

Atlas exited the car, took his luggage, and opened my door. He led me inside, and I matched his pace. The inside of the house was inexplicable. I heard a sudden exclamation as we entered, “Mr. Atlas, you’re

back!”

Several servants rushed over and took the luggage from Atlas. There was a chorus of greetings and laughter that followed. I knew these people were loyal to him.

When he got to his room, he pressed me against the door and said hoarsely, “It seems you didn’t miss

me.”

My heart ached, and I chuckled with a hint of bitterness. I lowered my gaze. I was always stubborn and never knew how to express what bothered me. Meanwhile, Atlas leaned in and stared at me as if trying to

read my thoughts.

to me?” He continued to gaze at me, making me feel trapped.

my eyes would show my

gaze

“No… I want to talk but don’t know what

to meet his gaze. His eyes were tender, and he gently bit my lip. “I want to

I couldn’t resist his charm. He cradled my face and asked teasingly. “Do you think you can escape me?”

resembled a cat playing with a mouse, and I playfully pushed him away. “I never considered escaping. You can do whatever you want.

reason behind my mood. He moved away and approached the floor–to- ceiling

coldly, “That day was the anniversary of my parents‘ deaths. They died in a plane crash when I was ten. They were rushing home to

Rory White, died.”

in place. The pain I felt for him was unbearable. I would’ve fallen over

on the door.

widened eyes. I joyfully wished him a happy birthday that night, saying, “I hope

it was all Stella’s fault. I numbly asked him, “Is

daughter?

she mentioned it at the door. I even cleverly prepared a birthday dinner for Atlas. Even so, Stella had already told me his parents‘ deaths were his

I’m sorry…