Beyond the Divorce

My confidence grew because Charlie and Arton looked alike. Everything from their dark skin, eyes, and so on matched almost perfectly. I had also seen Arton before, but I couldn't recall where. I carefully examined his photo, covered his face, and shook my head.

Atlas noticed my intense gaze at the photo and asked, "What's wrong?"

I shook my head again and said, "I think I've seen him before but can't remember where."

After a while, I gave up and turned to Atlas, saying, "Never mind. You haven't seen Charlie, but he's a spitting image of Arton. It seems Arton can't escape his responsibility."

Atlas swiped the phone screen and revealed the following picture. Indeed, it was a photo of Charlie smiling with two tiny teeth. He looked like an updated version of Arton. "Yeah, Charlie is indeed Big A's son." I looked at Atlas and teased him.

I was delighted to have found Charlie's father. After all, he was the child's biological father. Though Charlie's parents were troubled people, he was still an innocent child.

I returned the phone to Atlas and said, "I'll have Johnson ask Matthew if Matthew still wants Charlie. If Matthew doesn't, I'll contact Annika to meet the child and return him to Arton as soon as possible. We shouldn't trouble Myra for too long."

Atlas was pleased to see me smiling so brightly. He nibbled my cheek and asked, "Do I deserve a reward?"

"reward." I pushed him lightly, saying, "You're such a sly fox.

eighteen years. Shouldn't we make up for

overwhelming heartbreak. I could only hug Atlas and say, "Well,

embraced me and kissed me until I was breathless. After a white, he let me go and whispered, "There's no rush. We have a

won't waste a single

found you. I feel like

"By the way,

too many

After all,

me and sarcastically said, "No wonder Grace called you

smiled and was about to

but his phone rang. He