Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

Chapter 187 He’s a Gem

A striking young man entered the room. He seemed confident and intelligent, while his charisma made him more manly than a typical marketing manager.

“This is Grayson Newell,” Atlas said, “He can meet all your needs. Of course, you’re still my woman–those needs are only for work–related matters.

His words made me flush. He always spoke so boldly before me. I mumbled, “What do you mean, your

woman?”

Grayson scratched his head and grinned, addressing me, “Ms. Chloe.”

I gazed at him and asked, “If I wanted you to investigate something, could you do it?”

Grayson glanced at Atlas, then replied, “Anything you want, including contracts.”

His confident response surprised me. It was audacious, but I liked it. Meanwhile, Atlas wasted no time

telling Grayson, “Start work tomorrow and obey Ms. Chloe’s instructions. You can go home now.”

“H–Hey, I still have some things to ask him!” I was interested in Grayson.

“Get out.” Atlas instructed Grayson in a low voice, then lowered his head to say to me, “Your time only

belongs to me now.”

“Yes, Mr. Atlas!” Grayson nodded and left in a hurry.

“Hey, what are you doing? I still have questions for him!” I protested, feeling disappointed. “Can you stop

being so overbearing all the time?”

Atlas turned to me with a hint of self–mockery in his smile. “It seems I’m not welcome here.”

“You’re not unwelcome. You’re always too busy, so

properly.”

you’re not welcome here? Then, Mr. Domineering, enlighten me

whispering,

be more serious, you perv!” I turned around in frustration, attempting

I have no place in your heart Fine I

him, and now he was leaving. “What are you doing? If you’re leaving, don’t bother coming back. You always disappear without a

it’s reasonable.”

sharply, “Are you sure

I

I ever said I hate you? You twisted my words. You didn’t call

who

find

the time-

could finish, Atlas pulled me into a kiss. He held

I wait for

melted my heart’s doubts and grievances. I was still in a daze

or

“I want to go home!”

hand to lead me

ed in Grayson.

then lowered his head to say to me, “Your

me

Mr. Atlas!” Grayson nodded and left in a

what are you doing? I still have questions for him!” I protested, feeling disappointed. “Can you stop

all

self–mockery in his smile.

annoyed with his response. “You’re not unwelcome. You’re always too busy, so I can’t welcome

properly.”

couldn’t suppress my jealousy. “You can do anything you please at my place, and you still dare say you’re not welcome here? Then, Mr. Domineering, enlighten me on what I should do to make you feel welcome.