Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

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Chapter 131 A Den of Vice

I saw them standing up out of the corner of my eye. The woman spoke to Atlas while she

casually put her

arm around his.

When they turned, she looked arrogantly at the diners. Although not striking, her delicate

face was

charming.

Atlas met my eyes with a blank face. She followed his line of sight and turned to face me.

Her entire body

froze, and there was a peculiar expression on her face.

Atlas calmly led the woman away. Just before they disappeared from view, she shot me

another glance.

Ivanna noticed how Atlas’s presence affected me and said, “Let’s grab some drinks.

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Loosen up a bit!”

I raised both hands in agreement, hoping a few drinks would help me clear my head.

However, Ivanna drove us to the Newturn Bar, which I was apprehensive about. She

ordered two

cocktails for us, and I gulped one down without knowing what it was. Then I signaled the

bartender for

another.

“Hey, take it easy. Do you want to get wasted?” Ivanna raised her voice as she leaned on

the bar. “Savor

the taste. Even if you’re getting drunk, there’s a way to do it. And you’re doing it wrong.

I scoffed.

Ivanna leaned in to speak in my ear. “Oh, I forgot to tell you about Ryan! His background

check matches

his resume! He’s been back in the country for less than a month.”

The music was too loud. With my muddled mind, I could only grasp that everything

seemed fine. That

was good enough for me.

After two drinks, my stomach felt warm. The alcohol surprised me with its intensity.

patted Ivanna, wanting to leave while I was relatively clear–headed. I wasn’t fond of this

kind of place-

something about it had always disgusted me.

Matthew and Melanie had sex for the first time here. It was a den of vice. The air felt

tainted, making me increasingly repulsed.

The place was despicable.

I nearly stumbled as I jumped off the bar stool. A large hand grabbed my arm. A man with

glazed eyes sald, “Hey, beautiful, you’ve had too much to drink! Let me take you home!”

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I struggled but couldn’t break free from his grip. His touch felt repulsive. “Back off!”

“Hey, you’re quite spirited!” His eyes leered at me. It looked like he was tipsy, too. “You’re

here for a good time, aren’t you? Let me keep you company! I promise you’ll have a

blast!”

He slung an arm around me. I recoiled and said, “Get lost!”

After seeing the man persist, Ivanna became impatient. She shoved the man, but to our

surprise, he grabbed Ivanna’s arm and pulled her close in one swift motion

“How about we have some fun together?” he suggested, reeking of alcohol. 1

Despite my intoxicated state, my mind remained clear. My elbow slammed into his side

with all my strength. The man released his grip and doubled over in pain.

I pulled Ivanna along, swaying as we approached the exit. My head was heavy, and my

legs were stiff.

Realizing our intent, the man snatched a bottle from a nearby table. Despite his pain, he

chased after us..

He caught up with us in just a few steps. “Think you can run, little bitch? I’ll teach you a

lesson!”

The man raised the bottle above his head and brought it down toward my skull…

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