Beyond the Divorce

Sure enough, Grayson continued, "As a result, Celine was ruthless. An old servant of the Pierce family rescued Mr. Atlas and sent him away overnight." Grayson shook his head helplessly. As I listened to the story, I felt like it was becoming more difficult to breathe. Excruciating pain spread to every cell of my body. My head throbbed, and Grayson was alarmed. "Chloe..." he called.

I quickly waved him away. "It's okay, it's okay. Keep going, I want to hear this."

Grayson looked at me concernedly. "But..."

"I really am fine. It's an old illness. No big deal," I reassured Grayson earnestly.

After hesitating for a moment, Grayson continued under my determined gaze. "The latest information I found is that at that time, Atlas did find Stella. They were on the run when Stella had a car accident. She suffered a head injury and... a serious collarbone injury."

As he spoke, I was stunned. "... A collarbone injury?"

"Yes, a severe collarbone injury. The head injury was even worse," Grayson said, his eyes fixed on me.

My thoughts came to an abrupt halt. I felt like I had fallen into an icy cellar.

My hands unconsciously went to my once injured collarbone, and I stared at Grayson in disbelief. I didn't dare ask the question burning in my mind.

head injury? A

absolutely impossible. There was no way it

my head. I did have an injury on my collarbone, but it wasn't from a car accident. It was from falling off a motorcycle. I had

long time before asking Grayson cautiously, "What kind of car accident was

rammed into them. Atlas was thrown out of the car, and his head hit

me. I could see the scene vividly in

dire. But thanks to the timely arrival of the Cross family, they rescued Mr. Atlas and those protecting him. However, Stella disappeared without a trace, and there was no news of her for a long time." Grayson said heavily. I

at the orphanage, claiming to have been caught and sent back there. Shortly after that, we learned that she died there. As for what exactly happened during that time, only Mr. Atlas has the right to speak about it. No

I've found about the

Stella."

thoughts were in disarray. Annalise wasn't Stella; Atlas had told me

up after being thrown out

details. But it seemed impossible. Fragments