Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

I quickly asked, "What's wrong? Did something happen?" "I've been watching Grace today, and she doesn't seem quite right," my mom whispered to me. "I was thinking of waiting for you to discuss it together. Maybe we should take her to the hospital." Alarmed, I asked, "What do you mean, not quite right?" "It seems like her pain has gotten worse. She keeps asking when you'll be back, and she won't letcall you. She barely ate anything for dinner too," my mom told me. "Atlas isn't back yet either." "Alright, I'll cback right now." I felt a sense of urgency. "Atlas is with me." Atlas, who had been watchingall this time, saw my distressed expression and asked, "What's wrong?" After I hung up, I looked apologetically at him and shrugged. "It seems like we won't be going to Pleca Park. My mom says Grace isn't feeling well." I was a little embarrassed, because Grace had no connection to Atlas. I had already divorced her son, but I was still in close contact with her.

He stood up. "Let's go back, then." "Shouldn't you call Pleca Park to tell them you won't be back?" I said hesitantly.

"No need for that," he said as he pulledalong with him toward the exit.

Inside the elevator, I looked up at him cautiously. "Are you upset? I can't help it... After all, she's Ava's grandma, and she....." "Don't you trust me?" Atlas looked at me, squeezing my hand. "There's no need to say anything like that to me. After all, she's taken care of you before. I don't mind that you care for her." "Atlas..." I was deeply moved and leaned gently into his arms.

bad about what has happened to you many times. I've overlooked so much, including that tyou got injured. I never asked you how it happened. If Trinity hadn't toldyou went to Jitador to confront that organization, I wouldn't have known how dangerous it was. I know you did all this for me." As I spoke, Atlas silently tightened his grip on me. "You silly girl, I owe you a lot too. I've said it before. No matter what

and she had deep dark circles under her eyes. She had been with us all this

back." "Yeah. How are you feeling?" I asked cautiously, afraid to worry her. "I just finished a meeting, so I'm not busy right now." "Have you eaten? I'll go heat up sfood for

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a little more pain than before." She smiled bitterly. "I was actually going to tell you that I want to go home." I looked at her, trying to understand. "Why do you want to

worry about me. I know you're busy. Just letbe. You already did everything you could forwhen you divorced my son. I just really miss Aya. Otherwise, I wouldn'thave