Beyond the Divorce

Chapter 747 A Gentle Girl

The two people in front of me were a handsome man and a beautiful girl.

They were dressed differently. Loak wore a set of black sportswear, looking more upright. Perhaps the food here was good, as he seemed to have filled out slightly, and he wore a pair of nice matching sports shoes. He looked entirely different now.

As for Anya, she had changed out of her tight-fitting dress into sportswear, which was a shade of girly pink. She also wore matching sports shoes, and her bronze skin looked a little brighter. Her hair was tied into a ponytail, which made her look youthful. The girl was beautiful, and I liked her even more.

Before I could speak, Loak suddenly pulled Anya down with him and knelt in front of us with a thud.

That startled me, and I quickly grabbed Anya, trying to make her stand up.

But Loak said something to Atlas. He was expressing something in a torrent of words. Atlas's expression remained calm but serious. He looked at Loak and said something to him in an unwavering tone.

I turned to the translator who was with them.

He immediately understood what I wanted and quickly translated, "Mr. Atlas told Loak that he didn’t need to perform that grand gesture. A man should repay his debt with loyalty and hard work, not this."

After hearing Atlas's words, Loak looked at him reverently. He was serious as he assured Atlas, "I will be loyal to you, but I must perform this gesture. On behalf of my parents, I’d like to thank you for saving me and my sister."

With that, Loak bowed to Atlas while still kneeling on the ground. Anya did the same.

At that moment, I felt emotional. I thought about the young Atlas and wondered if he had performed a gesture like this to his benefactor back then.

Thinking about it made my heart ache as though it was being stabbed.

Atlas stepped forward and helped Loak to his feet. I quickly did the same for Anya.

It was clear that Loak respected Atlas deeply. He followed Atlas closely and engaged him in conversation. I didn't want to interrupt them, so I took Anya with me to sit and enjoy the moonlight.

Anya couldn't understand my language, so I gestured to the moon, trying to convey my feelings. She was clever and blinked her big eyes as she looked up at the sky. But she was on edge and nervous as though she felt like she shouldn't be sitting with me. 

I called the translator over to help us.

He stood respectfully by our side.

I asked Anya, "Do you like it here? Is the food to your taste?"

The translator conveyed my words to her, and she nodded enthusiastically, "I love it here! No one scolds me. They even bought me beautiful new clothes, and there's so much delicious food. I've never had any of it before." 

She fidgeted with her clothes as she spoke and appeared to be nervous.

As our conversation flowed, I discovered that Anya was a gentle and kind girl. There was a hint of panic in her eyes, but she was eager to express her feelings. She felt thankful to me, especially since she knew I was with Atlas. 

It was clear that she was intelligent. Her cautious demeanor increased my desire to protect her and ensure she had a happy life.

There were very few women in this area, and they were mostly older. She was the youngest one here.

Suddenly, I felt a strong desire to take her to Pleca Park. However, I realized that she should prioritize learning our language right now.

I asked if she had seen the man her brother looked after. She nodded and said she had seen him twice. She told me that he was a good person, but he couldn't walk and used a wheelchair.

"Why do you think he's a good person?" I askedContent from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

Anya told me that the first time she saw him, he kept staring at her. Later, he told her that he also had a very beautiful daughter.

At that moment, I broke down. Tears streamed down my face uncontrollably, startling Anya. She knelt in front of me, frightened and bewildered, thinking that she deserved punishment for making me cry.