Beyond the Divorce

Chapter 937 Being Mad Won’t Solve Anything

His voice wasn't loud, but it carried a terrifying force. His jaw tightened, while his striking bright eyes locked onto Kimberly. A cold aura emanated from him as he approached us.

I distinctly noticed Kimberly clutching my arm more tightly and trembling slightly. The entire restaurant felt like an icy cave, with tension hanging in the air.

Even the onlookers, normally eager for gossip, dared not make a sound.

Eleanor called out weakly, "Mr. Atlas."

The rest of the patrons whispered to each other, "It really is Atlas. Wow, he's so handsome."

"I can't believe it's really him."

As Atlas moved closer to us, I could hear Kimberly gulping.

"I'll say it again...." Atlas's sharp eyes turned toward Kimberly, and he suddenly roared, "Let her go!"

Kimberly shivered, and the broken bottle dropped from her hand.

Atlas kicked her, causing me to stumble a little in the process as she tried to clutch onto me. He managed to pull me into his embrace.

overturning

felt

the restaurant erupted into

"This is incredible!"

even covertly

table overturned on the floor. Kimberly was still struggling among the chaos and trying to get up. She was covered in leftover food and looked like a mess. She grimaced, trying to stand, which was testament to the force behind

toward us. "Chlo! Are

looked alarming and made Atlas visibly anxious. I quickly reassured him, "I'm fine. It's just chili oil." With a worried expression, he softly asked,

"Absolutely." I nodded confidently.

"Dylan."

instructed, "Take her with you and let the police handle the others.

from outside, indicating that someone had discreetly called for

guided me outside, and only then did I realize Arton was nowhere to

searching gaze and gently

scanned my surroundings again and realized that Arton

Mr. Atlas came in, he knew that you were safe and left.

instructions to the two guards at the entrance. "Check the place thoroughly and make sure no

The guards immediately complied.

wanted to take Eleanor home, so I signaled to Atlas, who nodded and said, "Get in the

asked Atlas, "How will you deal