Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

Atlas remained composed as he set down my phone and said, “Let's eat the pasta before it gets cold.”
“Atlas, are you... hiding something from me? Well, maybe I shouldn't know too much,” I said cautiously.
He explained, “It’s not that I'm afraid you'll know too much. My family’s just complicated. I'll tell you about them gradually, not
because I’m hiding anything from you. You'll need to know a few things first before you can accept more details.”
Atlas’s reasonable explanation eased my mind. I looked at him and asked, “Don’t you hate me for investigating you? I honestly
didn’t mean to.”
“No, I don’t. On the contrary, you did well in your investigation. It shows you're actively trying to understand me, which is a good
thing. It means you love me,” Atlas spoke frankly with a hint of teasing.
I blushed as I ate a mouthful of pasta to hide my embarrassment. I muttered, “I knew you'd tease me.”
He smirked and said, “Do you even have a good reason to argue? If you didn't like me, why would you investigate me?
Okay, okay, let’s eat.”
After a while, I asked him, “So, you already knew the current Stella isn’t the real one?”

“Mhm."

"Then why'd you let her continue to be Stella?” That was something I couldn't understand.

"Because of Annalise's death at that time,” Atlas said casually, showing no sign of sadness.

“They knew Annalise, who was undercover as Stella. She died in a sudden accident. It was difficult to explain to the world, the

Pierce family, and the old ministers at the time. So they had the current Stella replace the real one,” Atlas explained.

“Wait, it's so convoluted. But the real Stella and the current one don't look alike. How could they pass her off as the real one?” I

still didn't understand the twists and turns.

knew Annalise had fallen off a cliff, but whether or

people knew was that Annalise had gone to Hennesia

fall.” Atlas’s explanation was complicated, but I finally understood it. I stared at him, somewhat stunned. “So, they made it seem like Annalise hadn't died but only went to Hennesia for plastic surgery for her disfigured face. When she returned, Celine adopted her?” "Yes, that's correct.” Atlas nodded firmly. "But Annalise, the real Stella, has already passed away?” "You can put it that way.” Atlas nodded

eat. "Finish your food. We can chat

and couldn't help but blush, muttering softly, "Here we

"You can't let my craftsmanship go

onion ring size, fry, and

did you say ‘ back then?’

momentarily, then smiled. "I've

it just now. Stella’s the only one I can think of, but I

many other women

only cook for you,” Atlas claimed. I scoffed in disbelief, but I couldn't be jealous of a