Beyond the Divorce

Atlas disdainfully remarked, "Let him sleep here. I don't think he'll be waking up anytime soon."

I chuckled lightly. Who would have thought that the high and mighty tycoon of Foswood would end up passed out in my home?

Oh well! We didn't have time to babysit him.

Upon exiting the front door, I noticed the driver and a fleet of cars had been waiting. As our car pulled out first, I realized that Lauren and Ivanna's cars were also part of the convoy.

I asked Atlas, "Why are they here too? Did you invite them?"

Atlas's lips curled up as he embraced me, whispering, "They came on their own accord. I didn't arrange anything."

My heart warmed instantly. Having such supportive friends was heartening. Our convoy headed towards the county clerk's office, and I couldn't help but feel touched and a bit embarrassed. Did we need such a grand procession just for a marriage certificate?

Upon arriving, I asked Lauren and Ivanna, "Why did you all come?"

Ivanna cheerfully replied, "What's the matter? You heartless woman, don't you want us here? We just wanted to congratulate you on becoming a wife again."

covered his mouth and stepped back. She changed her tone and said, "I wish you both a lifetime of happiness and bliss." Laughter echoed through the group. I asked

just wanted us to be

about being the first? You're just too impatient. Are you

even Atlas abandoned his former aloof and cold demeanor. Today

witnessed our grand entrance. They stood there in shock, unable to believe what

female employee whispering, "Is

colleague immediately shot her a disapproving look and scolded, "What else would he be here

as usual, and it wasn't until the staff handed over the marriage license

pounding heart in my throat finally drop. I looked at the license with trembling hands and saw our photos. In an instant, my eyes welled up. Atlas's smile in the picture was enchanting, and I looked demure and

I married

too many expectations or excitement. It was certainly nothing like this, making me

felt like today was the real deal—what I had

with Atlas

We exchanged smiles,