Beyond the Divorce

I heard a loud crash behind us, followed by two explosions.

Despite the impact, the car continued to move forward steadily. Dylan slapped the steering wheel and breathed a sigh of relief.

Only then did I open my eyes. The crossroad we had just narrowly crossed was now engulfed in flames, with the sound of exploding cars becoming more distant by the moment. I could feel Atlas's arm tightly around mine, which was relaxed slightly. He nervously asked, "Chloe, are you okay?"

"I'm not-"

Before I could finish my sentence, there was a sharp, cracking sound. My body immediately lurched to the left with a tremendous bang.

Atlas blocked my body with a powerful arm, wrapped another hand around my waist, and his head slammed against the car window.

I felt his hand loosen slightly for a little second. However, as soon as he realized it, he pulled me back into his embrace.

I clung tightly to his body, shivering from dread.

you okay?"

Otherwise, he would have been in danger with that impact. After confirming that none of us

this road was different from the way back to the estate. Otherwise, it would have taken

although we thought we had shaken off the

more cars appeared, relentlessly

said, "It seems like they're going all out. They won't stop until something happens to

to Dylan, "Hold on, head toward Fifth Avenue! There will be support there!" "Got it!" Dylan responded

also knew that support would definitely come, but there

be in danger of a car

Grandpa was right-his place was

and great-grandson, would he? But could it be that he was warning his

in Atlas's ear, "Atlas, does Grandpa know that Celine wants to take action?" "It's not Celine!"

Bang!

sense of falling