Beyond the Divorce

The term "parents" not only signified his respect for them but also served as a comforting gesture to the innocent Kylie, who lost her life. It embodies Atlas's broad love.

This man was publicly considered aloof, authoritative, and untouchable. Yet, when it came to me, he shed all his coldness and transformed into a warm presence.

Even those around me treat him with utmost reverence.

I washed my face, wanting to appear vibrant and lively. Then, I approached Atlas and playfully smiled. "Let's go home!"

He reached out, pulling me into a tight embrace. "Chlo, I've waited for this day for so many years. Every day, I've wanted to bring you home, to end your wandering. Regardless of the challenges, I can handle everything."

Comfortably nestled in his arms, the handsome and dazzling young man was mine.

At that moment, I really wanted to remember all the time we spent together.

He looked at me indulgently, a hint of dominance in his words, "Only you deserve to stand by my side and witness the peak of the world."

I reached out, wrapping my arms around his waist, feeling a flutter in my heart. "Don't let Mom and Dad know. I'm still Chloe. Whoever they are, it's their love that allowed me to see you again today. They've sacrificed so much for me and treated me like a precious gem. They deserve respect."

"Okay. I'll follow your lead."

Leaning down, he greedily kissed my lips. "Let's go home."

Our hands intertwined.

Suddenly, the phone rang again. It was Johnson.

I showed Atlas the screen and then answered, "Hello!"

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"Chlo, the situation isn't good... He's falling apart." Johnson's voice was dry. "He took the child to the hospital, and when he came back, he found that Abby had taken all of Melanie's valuables and ran away."

Hearing this news, I could only smile helplessly.

"The child is at my place now. I've asked Myra to look after him. He's so young!" Johnson's voice was somewhat dry.

Hearing his words didn't sit well with me either. Abby's actions were entirely expected. She never had any good intentions when she came back.

The rotten woman should be sent to prison along with her illegitimate daughter for proper education.

I calmly told Johnson, "Take care of Matthew. Whatever happens between you two is your business. I'll handle the rest."

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too well. He hadn't faced many setbacks, and his ability to handle pressure was extremely poor. When he was with me, I carried half the burden for him. The situation he faced now was undoubtedly a

disaster for him.

Besides, I was no longer associated with him and had no reason or obligation to show him kindness.

Moreover, everything that happened was a consequence of his own actions.

"Chlo, there are some things I probably shouldn't say, but..." Johnson hesitated, seemingly wanting to say more. "Say it," I encouraged him.

After a moment of hesitation, he gathered the courage to say, "Chło, this time it seems that Matthew really has no room for a comeback, but are you just going to let Ms. Liora succeed?"

Johnson clearly didn't want Liora to succeed. "Even if you can't help Matthew, you shouldn't let Ms. Liora benefit!"

I listened calmly to Johnson, understanding his current state of mind. "You can rest assured. I have my own arrangements."

Upon hearing my firm tone, Johnson seemed to sigh in relief. "Chlo, I knew you wouldn't let that nasty woman off so easily! She really crossed the line."