Beyond the Divorce

Chapter 1120 A Father Only in Name

Nathan looked at the bewildered Byron with a disdainful smile, his voice cold as he said, "I'm afraid neither of your daughters will want to see you. Beatrice definitely wouldn't. As for Hazelyn, she's been involved in serious crimes, so chances are, you won't be seeing her."

With that, Nathan left the room with determined strides.

Byron was left in the chair, his face devoid of color.

His clenched fist on the table gradually tightened and the muscles in his jaw protruded. I wondered what was going through his mind.

After a long while, he stood up and left the room, leaving the documents on the table untouched. That disappointed me.

In a cold tone, Atlas remarked, "He doesn't deserve to be a father."

At that moment, Nathan pushed the door open and walked in, his face still dark.

"He's determined to resort to extreme measures," Atlas said.

"How so?" Nathan looked at Atlas inquiringly.

"He'll probably try to request custody of Beatrice and find a way to harm her before the psychiatric assessment. That would be the best way for him to save himself, Hazelyn, and Jocelyn. He's already done it once. He won't hesitate to do it again," Atlas explained. Sean looked at Atlas and asked, "What should we do?"

stay quiet." Atlas thought for a moment, then said,

Beatrice see him. I won't let her fall into danger again," I said resolutely,

arm to embrace

at Nathan, and Nathan ordered Beatrice to be moved to a

quickly reported the information he had obtained during dinner at Chandler residence to Nathan. He mentioned Byron's

"Looks like I need

police station. I wanted to return to the hospital, and Atlas didn't try to stop me. We went to the hospital together, and he arranged for a room next

the moment

couldn't help but think that she

Lauren were waiting outside the ward. The ward had a large glass window, allowing a clear view of what went on inside. Conten belongs

and no one else was allowed in

next morning, Beatrice, who had been in a deep sleep, made a slight movement. We rushed in, and

slight frown appeared on her

the effect of

said gently, looking

call her name. She finally opened her eyes, staring blankly at me. Her eyes were large, the

Chlo. I've rescued you. You're safe now," I

and looked around. Her gaze fixed on my face, and her lips