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Beyond the Divorce novel Chapter 96

Chapter 96 Coincidental My reaction caught Atlas off guard while Ivanna ran over to pick up my crying daughter.

She glanced at Atlas and then pulled me away.

I was still trembling and vomiting when we reached Ivanna’s place.

Since I had nothing to eat before, I could only vomit bile, leaving a bitter taste in my mouth.

Aka stayed beside me with widened eyes, concerned as she pleaded, “Mommy, go find Daddy!* I held and reassured her, “Be a good girl, okay? Mommy will always be by your side.” I couldn’t bear to tell her she might not have a father anymore.

Once I calmed down, I called Adrian and asked him a few questions.

Then, I asked Ivanna to help me with some tasks.

She was the only one I could trust at that moment.

She carried my bag the whole time.

When I checked it, I noticed she had taken all my necessities.

Afterward, I told her I wanted to go home, which startled her.

“Why would you want to do that?” “I meant my home here,” I clarified.

When we left Ivanna’s apartment, I was surprised to see Atlas standing beside his car.

He looked at me, and I hesitated before handing Ava to Ivanna, saying, “I need to talk to him for a second.” Ivanna held my daughter and headed toward my apartment unit.

Meanwhile, I approached Atlas in my still -tattered dress.

We stared at each other for a while, and I finally said, “Thank you, but you should go now.” I knew he understood my implication since he didn’t argue.

Instead, he gazed at me intensely, saying, “If you’re hurt, I apologize.” I wondered if he meant that everything was somehow related to him.

I said I’ll handle it myself, so you should leave.

I don’t want to get you into unnecessary trouble.

I know what to do.” Atlas looked at me with an inexplicable emotion.

Suddenly, he smiled and pinched my cheek.

I’ll always be here for you.” His words were touching, but I knew today’s events were coincidental.

I was confused, wondering how he knew Lauren would catch Matthew red–handed.

I straightened up, left his embrace, and said, “Please leave.” Immediately after, I ran toward the apartment that now belonged to me.

I could no longer retreat nor predict what would happen next.

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