Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

Atlas stared at Jeffrey, saying coldly, "It doesn't matter, I've changed my mind. There's no need for apologies. I won't accept them. Dylan, copy the surveillance footage."

After saying that, he held Ava in his arms and held my hand while Carol quickly picked Jenny up. We walked out amid their astonished gazes.

The people in the room could no longer hold it together. They were dumbfounded, fearful, and uneasy. Would Atlas really not accept their apologies? On the surface, those words seemed like nothing, but everyone in the room knew it carried chilling implications.

If he didn't want their apologies, what was he going to do?

Some of them thought about asking Atlas directly, but they did not have the guts to do so. What exactly was he planning?

Atlas protected us until we got into the car.

Inside the car, Ava clung to Atlas's neck. It pained me to see her face marked with scratches and tear stains.

Atlas instructed the driver to go to the hospital. There, we got the children examined. He also had Carol's wound attended to. Fortunately, it wasn't too serious and didn't require stitches. Finally, I breathed a sigh of relief.

The doctor prescribed an ointment, advising us to apply it on time to prevent scarring. Atlas's complexion only improved after the doctor's reassurances.

Jenny's bruised faces. She asked me, "What happened? They were fine when they went out in the morning. How did they come back

my mother so distressed, Ava immediately recounted the

one was fierce despite her petite appearance. She hadn't

would never act so maliciously on their own. The adults must have influenced them to do this. How could those people be

quickly comforted her, "You don't have to keep thinking about it, Mom. Don't bring unnecessary

on time and fought them off. They were scared out

at Ava in surprise, then at each other.

a father since she was calling Atlas

said to

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now. That'll stop her from being bullied out there. Atlas is a good man who can protect his

sighed. "Oh dear... if only we had never met

become quite assertive now. Of course, she knew just what Atlas was

the children again. They had a few bruises, but not too many, thankfully. Just looking at the scratches