Beyond the Divorce

Arnold strutted in with indifference, voicing his reproach for Atlas. "I told you that you shouldn't have let her go there. Look at how precarious it turned out. It's almost cost my nephew's life." "Atlas, let me tell you, you're too arrogant. If something were to happen, you'd regret it big time, wouldn't you? Besides..."

Atlas and I exchanged a glance, both of us chiming in unison, "Enough."

Seeing the synchrony between us, Arnold pointed at me angrily. "You're just heartless."

I laughed and collapsed into Atlas's embrace. At that moment, I felt incredibly happy. It was no wonder I couldn't control the urge to vomit when I smelled blood at Navi's base.

Just thinking about it made my stomach churn, and it felt like that bloody odor was assaulting me again.

"Ugh..."

I clamped my hand over my mouth, feeling the sweat beads forming on my forehead.

Atlas immediately tensed up, swiftly jumping out of bed to carry me to the bathroom, where I retched.

He gently patted my back as he watched me with concern. There was hardly anything left to throw up. My stomach was already empty.

collapsed exhausted in Atlas's arms, gasping for

me back on the bed while Arnold hovered nearby, incessantly asking, "How did this happen, Atlas? Look how pale she is. Is being pregnant this tough? I..." "Shut up," Atlas snapped,

and said to Atlas, "What about

he

I bought

it was porridge from Green Cottage, I pointed at it and told Atlas, "I want the

and

handed it over, muttering, "I knew you'd like it, so I calculated the time and rushed

that mouth of yours. If you want to talk, tell us about Denton's situation. Maybe I'lbe more interested in

glance while Atlas opened the thermos

and said, "You only notice he's a chatterbox now? He

almost burst

rubbed my back. "Let's not talk about it. Just

looked at him, asking, "Aren't you