Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

Chapter 93 A Room Card

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He pressed me against the closing door with a resounding thud. A fresh scent filled my nose.

I looked up in alarm, and his perfect face was inches from mine. “Let me see where you’re hurt.”

“What do you think you’re doing? You’re putting me in an awkward position!”

“Where are you hurt?” He insisted, completely disregarding what I had just said.

I reluctantly brushed the hair from my forehead, revealing the wound. He frowned, and then his eyes turned ominously cold, I had never seen him like this before.

I quickly let my hair fall back to cover the wound and feebly said, “It’s nothing!”

His tone turned icy as he said, “Are you out of your mind? You’re saying a wound this size is nothing? Are you a masochist?”

I shot him an incredulous glare but felt an unfathomable sorrow in me.

Atlas narrowed his eyes, his voice softening slightly. “Why didn’t you call me?”

face slightly away, a touch petulant. “I’m a married woman. What would it mean if I kept calling you? I didn’t want

me into his embrace, his grip firm around

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pouted. This man was

I couldn’t help wanting

contradiction was clear, and it was a pain that couldn’t be easily dealt

over, leave him,” he

like this, but

crossed my mind, I would

around Atlas, feeling the peace

you planning on staying with him?

Atlas’s tone

not as simple as you think.

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Sometimes, you must hit a dead end

face and kissed me with urgency. I

footsteps echoed down the hallway. I panicked and quickly pushed

was waiting for me, but here I was, in the