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.

Atlas's

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

his tone had an undeniable air of

smiled faintly and calmly

"Let

you alone, Mrs. Stella," he emphasized, then respectfully gestured for

tone was firm, and he didn't give me

him. "Very

nervous. When I met Grandpa the day before yesterday, he had

made me uncomfortable and somewhat resistant. What gave him the right to treat me this

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

When we car di arrived at the mansion, the stop at the front entrance but drove directly

out of the car, and I followed suit. We stood at the entrance, and he

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