Beyond the Divorce

As we stepped out of the doorway, we ran into Atlas, who hurried over. He quickly took my arm and asked, "What's going on?"

"Let's talk about it when we get back."

I turned to Ivanna and asked in a hushed tone, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine... It just really hurts!" She held her shoulder, grimacing, "He went all out. It serves him right."

I saw Jared's face darken again. Seizing the moment, I gave Ivanna a gentle push. "Go on, now. Stop twisting it. Go have a proper chat." Ivanna and Jared had been in a silent conflict. It was clear that both were holding back, making this the perfect opportunity for reconciliation. Austin rushed forward to express his gratitude to Jared.

After bidding farewell to Ivanna, he asked, "How are you doing? Are you injured? Go to the hospital if you need to. Don't tough it out."

Austin then gave a radiant smile. "Dealing with those guys made me feel a little better!"

Atlas and I drove away without paying attention to the two still standing at the door.

In the car, I asked Atlas, "How'd you get here?"

"I noticed your location had been the same for a while and felt something was off, so I came to check," he explained. "What exactly happened?"NôvelDrama.Org (C) content.

I briefed Atlas on the situation, recounting how young girls had become so audacious lately.

Atlas embraced me and said disapprovingly, "That's just because you're not crazy enough."

I looked at him disdainfully. "As if you've encountered so many wild girls! Have you met women like that? Is that why you're so indifferent?"

Atlas snorted, "That girl is looking for trouble. In my eyes, besides you, every other woman is invisible."

I almost burst out laughing. I didn't know who he considered invisible, but for someone as sought after as him, he was every woman's heartthrob. Unlike Jared, Atlas's low-key demeanor was more of a personal choice.

After dinner that evening, I went to Atlas's study. I took the photos Trinity had found and showed them to him.

Atlas zoomed in on one photo, his deep eyes growing darker. Finally, he looked at me and said, "It seems we were deceived by her. That girl didn't die!"

My heart sank at Atlas's speculation. It was precisely what I feared. "Are you talking about Kylie? You also think she didn't die?"

Atlas nodded, confidently stating, "The girl in this photo is Kylie."

I looked at him incredulously and asked, "Why are you so sure she's Kylie?"

Atlas glanced at his phone screen. "I know her. When I found her back then, I carefully examined her before concluding she wasn't you."

He then pulled me closer, pointing at

the photo. "Take a look. Her

demeanor is different from yours, and she has a tiny mole at the corner of her eyebrow. Even the way you smile is distinct. These subtle flaws, you don't have them. It might

fool others, but it can't foot me."

I carefully examined the areas he pointed out in the photo. Indeed, her teeth were different when she smiled.

Even though I couldn't see these

critical details, Atlas effortlessly identified them. It showed his

familiarity with me and how deeply

these details were etched in his

heart.

"I looked very carefully to distinguish her from you. I'm way too familiar with you." He smiled knowingly and kissed me.

"We've lived together since we were

young and often shared a bed. When

I opened my eyes, your face wa

the first thing I saw. How could Imot know every inch of your face?"

He gazed at me tenderly, with a hint of pride. I blushed, and my heart raced.