Beyond the Divorce

I quickly said, "Please come in."

Then I said into the phone, "Mom, I'll call you back later."

"Okay." My mom hung up.

The door opened, and Sandy hurried in. "Mrs. Stella."

When I saw her anxious expression, I sat up quickly. "Sandy."

"Abbas is here to pick you up. Mr. David wants to see you." Sandy looked at me nervously.

"Oh," I replied. I got up from the bed and casually asked, "Where's Atlas?"

"He and Dylan have already left. Abbas said Mr. David wants to see you alone. He didn't let me call Mr. Atlas," Sandy hurriedly explained. "Mrs. Stella, you..." "Don't worry, I'll go see him," I said. I got dressed and tidied myself up to appear presentable before heading downstairs.

curious about why Atlas's grandpa wanted to see

He bowed respectfully when he saw me. "I'm here to pick you up, Mrs. Stella. Mr. David would like to speak to

demeanor seemed respectful, but his tone had an undeniable air

and calmly

said, "Let me

Mrs. Stella," he emphasized,

was firm, and he didn't give

squinted at him. "Very well, let's

calm, I was actually nervous. When I met Grandpa the day before yesterday, he had completely ignored me. Now, he suddenly wanted to see me alone.

me uncomfortable and somewhat resistant. What

was enough to boost my confidence. As Atlas's wife, I had to be strong and hold my

at the mansion, the stop at the front entrance

out of the car, and I followed suit. We stood at the entrance, and he went in to report before returning to

in, he glanced at me, then gestured to a chair opposite him with a