Beyond the Divorce

When I heard Atlas's words, I abruptly turned to look at him. He quickly adjusted my head and continued to blow-dry my hair. "That's right!" Atlas answered confidently, leaving me a little puzzled.

With a hint of unease, I asked him, "How did your grandfather find out about our marriage?"

"I'm sure he has some people working for him. It wouldn't have been that hard to dig up this information," Atlas replied simply.

It seemed that the old man from the Pierce family wasn't completely confined to their ancestral home. He still had some control over business outside the home too.

"So does that mean Celine knows about this too?" I said. "I didn't expect your grandfather to make the first move. I thought Celine would be the one to take action."

Atlas's fingers combed through my long hair as he blew it dry meticulously. It was a pleasant sensation.

"It doesn't matter who knew first, especially for me. The so-called Pierce family members currently have no say over my life and certainly aren't qualified to be my master. They'll find out sooner or later. I'm Louis Pierce's son. I'm not related to David," Atlas said firmly.

I understood that Atlas harbored no emotions for David.

"So, what do you think your grandfather will say when he meets me?" I inquired.

just a reminder to me that I haven't completely unraveled the events of the

was because of his

put the hairdryer away, and sat beside me. I

and I knew he was conflicted. After all, David was

for us to go back?" I cautiously

was a complex emotional place for me. I lived there for eleven years,

his arms to embrace me. "But we do need to

"But we don't know

to see him? Aren't you afraid he'll try to stop you? Doesn't his attitude bother

We're legally married. Can he really stop us?" I spoke boldly, my face showing

I won't back down. You're my husband, and this isn't about whether he acknowledges that. It's a matter of legal rights. Even if he wants

pleased and

my nose, and said, "Good girl. I knew you wouldn't disappoint

he earnestly told