Beyond the Divorce

Atlas stared at Jeffrey, saying coldly, "It doesn't matter, I've changed my mind. There's no need for apologies. I won't accept them. Dylan, copy the surveillance footage."

After saying that, he held Ava in his arms and held my hand while Carol quickly picked Jenny up. We walked out amid their astonished gazes.

The people in the room could no longer hold it together. They were dumbfounded, fearful, and uneasy. Would Atlas really not accept their apologies? On the surface, those words seemed like nothing, but everyone in the room knew it carried chilling implications.

If he didn't want their apologies, what was he going to do?

Some of them thought about asking Atlas directly, but they did not have the guts to do so. What exactly was he planning?

Atlas protected us until we got into the car.

Inside the car, Ava clung to Atlas's neck. It pained me to see her face marked with scratches and tear stains.

Atlas instructed the driver to go to the hospital. There, we got the children examined. He also had Carol's wound attended to. Fortunately, it wasn't too serious and didn't require stitches. Finally, I breathed a sigh of relief.

The doctor prescribed an ointment, advising us to apply it on time to prevent scarring. Atlas's complexion only improved after the doctor's reassurances.

Ava and Jenny's bruised faces. She asked me, "What happened? They were fine when they went out in the

distressed, Ava

little one was fierce despite her petite appearance.

How could those people be so heartless?" Then, she quietly muttered

her, "You don't have to keep thinking about it, Mom.

immediately ran over, telling my mother, "Daddy arrived on time and fought them off.

I looked at Ava in surprise, then at each other. Of course we knew who Ava was talking

blushed. She must have really wanted a father since she

mom quietly said

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or later. It's not wrong for her to call him Daddy now. That'll stop her

sighed. "Oh dear... if only we had never met