Beyond the Divorce

Missing Home

I observed my mom’s expression and knew there was something she wasn’t telling me.

“Mom, do you ever feel like you can’t remember your past?” I frowned and pondered. “Do you remember anything from your childhood? People often talk about theirs, but I don’t know mine.”

“How can that be? We lived in Dalston Park with your dad’s colleagues and some kids. Nothing unusual,”

she reassured me. However, I knew she didn’t want to delve into it.

Suddenly, Atlas called. I answered and whispered, “Why are you calling so late?”

“Can you come out? I’m at Starlight International.” He sounded seductive, which made my heart race. I

glanced at my mom and spoke louder, “I’ll come over now. Wait for me.”

As expected, my mom looked at me. I spoke to Atlas for a few more minutes before ending the call and feigned seriousness. I told my mom, “I’m going out for a while. I’ll stay with them if it gets late.”

I blushed at my own words.

“It’s already late, yet you want to go out?” My mom was concerned.

“I’ll be with my colleagues. We already gathered just now, but they want to go out again to discuss work.

I’ll stay out for the night if it gets too late. You should sleep,” I casually made up an excuse.

“Will you have to travel far?”

“No, it’s just a fifteen–minute drive. Don’t worry. I have my keys and can let myself in.” I picked up my bag

and headed outside. Once in my car, I couldn’t wait to get to Atlas.

When I arrived at the room on the top floor and was about to knock, the door opened. Before I knew it, Atlas pulled me inside. I yelped in surprise and stumbled into his arms. He lifted and spun me around

before gently placing me on the bed.

I looked into his eyes and asked, “When are you leaving?”

“Tomorrow,” Atlas replied casually without asking how I knew he was leaving.

“Tomorrow, huh?” I felt disappointed and reluctant. “How long will you be away?”

“I can’t say for sure.” his answer made me even more disheartened, “What’s wrong, silly? Can’t bear to see

me go?”

It’s not that I can’t see you whenever I want, even when you’re here,” I said, feigning indifference.

I felt secure when Atlas was in Foswood. However, it seemed like he was drifting away whenever ne NôvelDrama.Org exclusive content.

wasn’t around. I would feel lost, anxious, and empty.

Atlas put his hands all over me, saying, “I love your pretend toughness.”

I giggled. Still, I wondered how Atlas didn’t understand my thoughts. My feigned stubbornness had long melted away. However, I couldn’t control someone as complex as him.

“Weren’t you supposed to leave next week?” I asked, “Why are you leaving tomorrow?”

“Our schedules are different. I must also go to Cadrela,” Atlas replied while kissing me, “When I’m not around, stay away from those who covet you.”

“Don’t be ridiculous, Why don’t you mention how many people are chasing after you?” I teased and pushed him playfully. I felt uncomfortable when Harmony said she would go to Jitador next week, Thinking about her fawning over him made it hard for me to stay composed.

“What do you mean by that? We’re not going together,” Atlas was focused on himself. “You were pretty stubborn just now, but you seem better now. You’re even talking about me. Let’s start an ‘intense workout.

“Hahaha! Can you be more shameless?!” I laughed until I could barely breathe.

I can!” he said, “The trip duration depends on Celine’s attitude. I intentionally left some business here for

her to handle alone.”