Beyond the Divorce

"How's your father?"

It seemed he was aware of my father's ordeal.

Claims of him being oblivious to external affairs appeared to be merely a facade. His deep understanding of the situation suggested otherwise.

I quickly composed myself and calmly replied, "Not great. My father's leg was crippled, which disabled him. Years of imprisonment have taken a toll on his health. Although he survived, his condition deteriorated greatly. However, his mind is still sharp." My words made him glance at me. His gaze was deep, and I couldn't tell how he felt.

After a moment, he grunted as a tacit acknowledgment of my response without delving further into the topic of my father.

Instead, he said, "Since you've become Atlas's wife and you're carrying the Pierce family's offspring, it seems the Pierce family has to take responsibility for you."

I didn't understand.

When he saw my puzzled expression, he indifferently said, "From now on, you'll stay here."

His words left me stunned.

What?

Grandpa?" I asked, trying to keep calm

tasks I've assigned to him. I'll assign someone to take care of your daily needs until you give birth," he explained in a tone that left no room for

that take?" I inquired,

depends on how efficient Atlas

with him too?" I retorted

just want to ensure your safety," he said

sounded from the door, "Thank you for your concern, Grandpa. However,

off, Atlas strode in. He was visibly displeased, indicating that he was restraining himself

him, Abbas followed closely, looking anxious. Obviously, he couldn't stop

He calmly waved to Abbas, then looked at

should trust

froze for a moment before he casually picked up his teacup took a sip, and said, "She'll be safe here until you

gently pulling me up and into his arms. "It's late, Grandpa. You should rest." Then he led

kid. I'm your grandpa." Grandpa's words

Atlas didn't pause. He continued to walk away without hesitation, casually

turn back to see grandpa's expression. Protected by Atlas, we left grandpa's