Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

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Chapter 373 Extremely Disappointed | shut my eyes, not wanting to face him right now.

Then, | heard a low voice addressing Harmony. “You go ahead. | need to talk to Ms. Chloe." “Okay!” Harmony obediently replied, and the rhythmic tap of high heels receded as she left.

The next moment, | felt that gaze drawing closer, as if | could almost sense his presence.

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“Is your foot okay?” | didn’t open my eyes and said nonchalantly, “'m not sure what okay means.” “Isits | still hurting?” His voice was gentle and slightly hoarse. As he spoke, he reached for my foot.

ff meet “Don’t touch me. Get your hands | up abruptly and glared at his sinfully handsface. “Keep her away fromand tell her not to be so foolish! Honestly, the pain in my foot is more bearable than seeing you two together!” His hand hung in mid-air, and his eyes had a strange look. However, his gaze never wavered from me, makingfeel restless.

“Mr. Atlas, do you have anything else to say?” | met his gaze head-on and asked, “Thank you for providing the information and the bodyguards. But | don't need these futile attempts to fix things. | only need the truth.

“If you seeas a pawn, your galready has a winner. Your matter has been resolved, and you've ensured my safety. Now, | ask you to be generous and letgo.” “She’s not the key.” Atlas’s words stunned me. My heartache was overwhelming, and | clutched the bedsheets tightly.

We both knew who “she” referred to. He confirmed all my suspicions in that instant. If Stella wasn’t the key, who was? Did he think he had won by pushingto the brink? Did he expect her to retallate? He knew the risks of keeping a potential threat, yet he still did it.

| stared at him blankly. This was his answer to me.

After a month of torment and worrying about his safety every moment, he deceived me. All the uncertainty of his life and my sleepless nights of yearning culminated in this.

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“Get out.” My voice was small, barely audible.

Just then, Ryan strode in. “Chlo!” “Ryan, get him out.” | weakly pointed at Atlas, who was still standing by my bedside.

Ryan calmly said, “Mr. Atlas, you can leave now. Please don't disturb her.” Atlas’s eyes grew darker, but | found it increasingly difficult to read him.

| grabbed the edge of the bed with all my strength and screamed, “Leave!” Atlas’s fist clenched suddenly, his veins popping out. He looked atwith restraint and said coldly, Take care of yourself.” Then he turned and walked out.

| swayed unsteadily, and Ryan quickly reached out to support me. “Don’t get worked up. Everything will be fine when we go back tomorrow.” I looked up at him and asked, “Can we go home? Please handle the paperwork tomorrow!” Ryan nodded. “Alright! Let's go home! He found my clothes and handed them to me. Then, he helpedput on my shoes, pulledup by the hand, and asked, “Are you okay?” “I'm good!” | grinned.

Then, as | walked out of the hospital, | tossed the things | had brought into the trash.

“Ryan, | want stew!” “Sure! We'll have stew when we get home!” Holding my hand, he matched his steps with mine as we walked out together.

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