Beyond the Divorce

The four of us walked downstairs together towards the backyard, which had a vast expanse of greenery.

The backyard had distinct layers, surrounded by numerous tall trees, creating a serene atmosphere with lush greenery. There was even a private shoreline at the back.

Despite living in Pleca Park for so long, I hadn't found the time to explore this area. On the left side of a gentle slope were rows of fruit trees, and below was a sizable vegetable garden. This backyard had been designed specifically for my father's tastes. Various types of flowers bloomed around the perimeter in each season, filling the air with their fragrances.

It wasn't until I reached the backyard that I realized many of the fresh flowers in the rooms were sourced from our own garden.

Ava and Jenny chattered incessantly as we walked toward the backyard, like two butterflies fluttering around us.

At that moment, I suddenly thought of my biological father. I wondered where he was right now and if he was safe.

If he were here in the garden, witnessing this peaceful and wonderful scene, it would be such a joyful moment for him.

He could be tending to flowers in the yard, watching the children run around, sipping tea, and chatting. That would give me peace of mind.

no idea where

in thought, Atlas put his arm around me and looked at my face.

Is he well-fed and well-dressed? Is he healthy?" The more I thought about it, the heavier

on his arm and softly said to me, "There's news.

him, "How do you

we contacted the leader of the Bermuda

going?" I was getting impatient. I couldn't stand the idea of

gone, I couldn't bear to lose him either. No matter his

my impatience, Atlas explained gently, "Once we wrap up Matthew's situation, we'll go over. It's perfect timing because General Xavier

asked, a bit trembling. Although I had yet to go to Bermuda, I had heard about

alliances to seize

done a lot of

this what you meant by waiting

fully confident before taking action. Otherwise,