Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

Chapter 218 A Forced Order

I didn’t know whether to answer since Atlas was calling.

Meanwhile, my dad seemingly assessed my emotions. I reluctantly answered the call. The voice on the other end said, “I’m at the airport. Come and pick me up.

was speechless at his command. He usually had assistants around him but still wanted me to pick him up. I wondered if he considered me a chauffeur or a servant.

“Sorry, I have guests at home and can’t come-” I replied indifferently.

Before I could finish, he hung up. I nearly cursed him aloud for hanging up on me again. I was about to leave my phone on the coffee table when I received a text. It was a picture of Ryan with bags in hand.

Below it, the message read, “Is this the guest you must stay home for? When did he become so important

ou can’t leave? Ava must be waiting for me to have dinner with her.”

that you

I was outraged while looking at the message. I thought Atlas was bold for accessing the surveillance footage at my house.

“What do you want?” I returned his text. I felt powerless and didn’t know what else to do.

not?” Atlas replied, his words even

to put Ryan in an awkward spot. I was furious and indifferent.

smiled awkwardly.

head out for a bit,” I said to my dad, grinning. Then, I hurried upstairs, changed my clothes, grabbed my keys, and fled. I feared my dad would stop me.

finally leaving. I told myself we’d have to meet sooner or

arrived at the airport, I called Atlas from the exit. He didn’t answer but was already striding toward me. He put his luggage in the back seat and sat in

a little cramped.

talk to him. I just didn’t know what to say.

the drive and remembered how he looked

of us spoke, and I drove in silence. Atlas seemed lost in thought while I subconsciously

said, “Do you want me to come for dinner?”

“I don’t know the way to your house.”

teeth, “What a

roadside and roared, “You can get

heart dropped. I regretted what I said as I gripped the steering wheel. I flinched when he slammed the car door. Unexpectedly, he walked to the

the passenger side and pushed me in. Then, he went to the

to the seat, closing my eyes and turning away. However, Atlas simply reached over and fastened my seatbelt

and looked at Altas, but he had already started the car and sped away. This time, I memorized the

inwardly cursed him. I thought having such a massive garden in his house was outrageous and a of space. However, he didn’t follow the route I remembered. Instead, he turned the

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