Beyond the Divorce

I felt utterly drained, just wanting to sleep.

I could not figure out how he could be so lively while showing no signs of exhaustion.

The next day, I felt like my body was falling apart, but I had to get up and go to the company on time. Especially with Ryan not around lately.

As soon as I reached the office, I received a call from the kindergarten principal. She expressed a desire to visit my home and check on the children. This was Atlas's idea. Before leaving, he instructed my mother to keep the children at home for a few days until the bruises on their faces healed.

So, the principal probably hadn't seen the children and was getting anxious.

I declined the principal's request because I didn't want more people to know about Pleca Park. I politely explained to him, "The girls were somewhat scared yesterday, and I'd like them to take a break for a couple of days before resuming classes."

The principal became even more nervous. With a cautious tone, he said, "Considering the situation, we should visit the girls. It was our carelessness that caused them to be afraid. We..."

"Sir, you don't need to worry about it. This isn't your fault at all." My words sounded reasonable.

Although the incident's root cause was someone else's malicious intent, the kindergarten's handling of the situation was problematic. Even though they had done nothing wrong, their response was questionable.

The girls were attacked at the kindergarten, and I couldn't just let it slide. I wasn't that easy to deal with.

So, I added, "It's just that your response to the situation was a bit slow. I've already watched all the surveillance footage. If the teacher had intervened promptly, the children wouldn't have started fighting before being discovered.

lax in management, and having two teachers unable to prevent the children from

each person should bear them. Yesterday, Atlas had already asserted his dominance at the kindergarten. I couldn't be a pushover, or the principal wouldn't have

Even without Atlas, I would handle problems this way, not relying

settle this

days until the bruises on

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unnecessary apologies.

there in endless apologies? It was only

of the line seemed awkward. "Well... okay. We'll handle it. Please rest assured, Ms. Chloe. When the girls

This wasn't a guarantee to me, but a plea to Atlas. After all, he

to great lengths." I

call, I

dealt with today's urgent matters at the company, I made an appointment with Adrian and headed

which I could already predict. He did not handle

then shrugged. "But

breakthrough?" I asked without

nodded. Then I asked him, "If