Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

Chapter 347 Bumping Into Dylan

Lauren had booked a luxurious suite with its own hot tub. However, my dad was old–fashioned and

preferred to soak outdoors, so we reluctantly let him go.

Ava was thrilled to visit this kind of place for the first time. She kept admiring her swimsuit and dancing in

the mirror. My mother joined the fun, and they both had a great time.

Lauren and I continued to discuss the state of ATL Empire. She expressed her helplessness and said, This time, I really don’t know what to do. Nobody can get in touch with Atlas.”

“Don’t blame yourself. I’m well aware of this. Pleca Park is off–limits now that he’s injured and there for treatment. Plus, Celine has arranged for her own people to guard him. It’s as if he’s under house arrest.”

I was getting more anxious after learning he’d be treated in Monora. Something didn’t seem right. He

would be taken to Monora unaware and can’t defend himself if Celine tried to hurt him.

“Ive received word that they plan to send him to Monora for treatment,” I continued. “If he were

conscious, it would be a good thing, but in his current condition…”

I couldn’t finish my sentence, and Lauren understood my concern.

“Don’t overthink it,” she comforted me, then changed the subject. “Are you hungry?”

spa was tiring, and it didn’t take long for us to feel

on my dad and order food. Let’s eat while we

check on your dad, and I’ll order

out. The corridor was quiet, which

here was

door suddenly swung open, and a man

glanced

and conversing with someone. The man who had

the door, blocking

man who had left the room. He seemed to notice my curiosity

I averted my gaze

suspicion. Could it really be

there had been no news of him, and it was as

to Monora? Did Dylan get injured in

My dad must’ve been looking for me, and when he

that I was looking for him. “Dad,

already ordered food.”

passed that room again, I wanted to knock on the door and see if it was really Dylan inside.

much trouble, and I couldn’t afford to act recklessly, especially at such a critical moment.

I lingered in the corridor, hoping for another chance to see that door open. At the very least,

to confirm if

I

to pass up, and I didn’t want