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?!”

puzzled. I looked at Atlas with panic,

grabbed my wrist tightly and led me to an exquisite bathroom with mirrors on the entire wall. Atlas pushed me toward one of the mirrors and said, ‘See

did this.”

hit me. It was Matthew. I

“Who was it?!”

and tried to pull away from his grip. However, he held onto me firmly. “I got bitten by a dog! You can’t

me who did it!” he demanded,

handprint on my wrist. I knew it would turn into a bruise

inspect my wrist. I pulled it away,

“I’m leaving!”

his arms and

his piercing gaze and replied, ‘Does it matter? Regardless of who it was, I had

my flaws and accepted them. I don’t need anyone’s

anyone.

eyes, still looking at my face. His cold expression

continued, “I’d like to talk to you. But when I see your coldness, I feel there’s no need to talk anymore. I’m afraid

go is also a way of finding peace for yourself!

lowered my gaze.

collar. I tried to move away, but he pulled–me back