Beyond the Divorce

Chapter 238 Bitten by a Dog

I clicked my tongue in frustration and clenched my bag strap, fingernails digging into my palm. The pain gave me an odd sense of comfort.

Suddenly, Atlas’s phone rang. He looked at me and answered, “Yeah?”

A woman’s voice said, “Atlas, where are you?”

“I’m busy,” he replied coldly.

“Do you want to come out? Maybe you can come to my place?” The woman’s voice turned tender.

“Another time. I’m busy right now,” Atlas responded and hung up.

1 felt awkward and said, “Mr. Atlas, you seem busy. I’ll take

my leave.”

Without waiting for his response, I headed toward the exit. However, he quickly held me. I yelped In surprise as he turned me to face him. He was about to kiss me when he saw something on my neck.

He asked angrily, “What happened here?! Who did this?!”

was puzzled. I looked at Atlas with panic, saying, “I don’t know

pushed me toward one of the mirrors and said, ‘See for yourself! Don’t tell me you can’t remember

did this.”

a hickey on my collar. I froze for a moment, and then it hit me. It was Matthew. I gritted my teeth and silently cursed. Then, I looked at it again

“Who

to pull away from his grip. However, he held onto me firmly.

who did it!” he demanded,

on my wrist. I knew it would turn into a bruise tomorrow, Atlas.

my wrist. I pulled

“I’m leaving!”

me between his arms and repeated, “Tell me who did

matter? Regardless of who it was, I had to

them. I don’t need anyone’s kindness and have

anyone.

looking at my face. His cold

talk anymore. I’m afraid of

finding peace for yourself! Isn’t that for

lowered my gaze.

away, but