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?

you mean, Grandpa?" I asked, trying to

until Atlas finishes the tasks I've assigned to him. I'll assign someone to take care of your daily needs until you give birth," he

I

on how

bargaining with him too?" I retorted

want to ensure your safety," he said

for your concern, Grandpa. However, I'm capable of taking care

strode in. He was

Abbas followed closely, looking

seemed to have expected Atlas to come. He calmly waved to Abbas, then looked at the displeased Atlas and said, "What? Don't you trust me to take care of

you think I should trust you?" Atlas asked

a moment before he casually picked up his teacup took a sip, and said, "She'll be safe here until you finish the tasks I've assigned

pulling me up

I'm your grandpa." Grandpa's words carried deep

walk away

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