Beyond the Divorce novel Chapter 1273

Arnold strutted in with indifference, voicing his reproach for Atlas. "I told you that you shouldn't have let her go there. Look at how precarious it turned out. It’s almost cost my nephew's life."

"Atlas, let me tell you, you're too arrogant. If something were to happen, you'd regret it big time, wouldn't you? Besides..."

Atlas and I exchanged a glance, both of us chiming in unison, "Enough."

Seeing the synchrony between us, Arnold pointed at me angrily. "You're just heartless."

I laughed and collapsed into Atlas's embrace. At that moment, I felt incredibly happy. It was no wonder I couldn’t control the urge to vomit when I smelled blood at Navi’s base.

Just thinking about it made my stomach churn, and it felt like that bloody odor was assaulting me again.

"Ugh..."

I clamped my hand over my mouth, feeling the sweat beads forming on my forehead.

Atlas immediately tensed up, swiftly jumping out of bed to carry me to the bathroom, where I retched.

He gently patted my back as he watched me with concern. There was hardly anything left to throw up. My stomach was already empty.

With tears and snot streaming down my face, I collapsed exhausted in Atlas's arms, gasping for air. It wasn't until fresh air flooded my lungs that I felt better.

He gently placed me back on the bed while Arnold hovered nearby, incessantly asking, "How did this happen, Atlas? Look how pale she is. Is being pregnant this tough? I..."

"Shut up," Atlas snapped, silencing Arnold immediately.

I caught my breath and said to Atlas, "What about my food? I'm hungry."

That was when Arnold remembered he was still holding a thermos.

“Here! This is the soup I bought from Green Cottage, along with some snacks."

As soon as I heard it was porridge from Green Cottage, I pointed at it and told Atlas, "I want the soup."

"You said I talk too much, but if no one responds to me, should I just not talk at all? You two older ones rushed off without me and now you're lecturing me?" Arnold was not done yet.

"And you, you heartless thing! I thought I had you, that we could get along, but you still find fault with me, don't you?" He complained at me.

"How could I ever get tired of you? Tell me, how's Denton doing?" I gulped down the soup, which was savory and delicious.

Atlas then brought over the dishes he had prepared for me.

I ate heartily, wolfing down the food. I was really hungry, and I wanted to see my dad as soon as possible.

Meanwhile, Arnold updated me on Denton's situation.

"For now, Denton is still playing it cool. Seems like he just returned to the country, hoping to leverage some family connections for his business. This guy's cunning. It's going to take some effort to deal with him." Arnold reported to Atlas.

Then, he suggested, "Atlas, what if we offer Denton a little temptation?"