Beyond the Divorce novel Chapter 373

Chapter 373 Extremely Disappointed

I shut my eyes, not wanting to face him right now.

Then, I heard a low voice addressing Harmony. “You go ahead. I need to talk to Ms. Chloe.“.

“Okay!” Harmony obediently replied, and the rhythmic tap of high heels receded as she left.

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

“Is your foot okay?”

I didn’t open my eyes and said nonchalantly, “I’m not sure what okay means.”

“Is it s

I still hurting?” His voice was gentle and slightly hoarse. As he spoke, he reached for my foot.

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“Don’t touch me. Get your hands I up abruptly and glared at his sinfully handsome face. “Keep

her away from me and 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,

making me feel restless.

“Mr. Atlas, do you have anything else to say?” I met his gaze head–on and asked, “Thank you for providing

the information and the bodyguards. But I don’t need these futile attempts to fix things. I only need the

truth.

“If you see me as a pawn, your game already has a winner. Your matter has been resolved, and you’ve ensured my safety. Now, I ask you to be generous and let me go.”

“She’s not the key.”

Atlas’s words stunned me. My heartache was overwhelming, and I 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?

Then he turned and walked out.

I 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 helped me put on my shoes, pulled me up by the

hand, and asked, “Are you okay?”

“I’m good!” I grinned.

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

“Ryan, I 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.