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.

muffled sound, accompanied by the overturning of tables and chairs and the shattering of

I felt an unprecedented sense of

the restaurant

"This is incredible!"

even covertly started

and saw a table overturned on the floor. Kimberly was still struggling among the chaos and trying to get up. She was covered in leftover

rushed toward us.

head to toe. The chili oil stains on my clothes looked alarming and made Atlas visibly anxious. I quickly reassured

"Absolutely." I nodded confidently.

"Dylan."

instructed, "Take her with you and let the

indicating that someone had

me outside, and only then did I realize Arton was

my searching gaze and gently asked, "What's

surroundings again and realized that Arton must have left

safe and left. That's what

two guards at the entrance. "Check the place thoroughly and make sure no one has pictures or

The guards immediately complied.

so I signaled to Atlas,

ride, I asked Atlas, "How will you deal with Kimberly?