Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

Arriving at the restaurant, I finally called Atlas. It turned out he was also having dinner with some guests. Surprised by the quick end of my meeting, he asked, "Why so soon?" With a triumphant tone, I replied, "It didn't go well. I just wanted to stand up for Eleanor, and she vented the anger that has been building up all these years."

"Oh! Impressive! You messed up the meeting, yet you're still so happy. Should I come over? I'll have Dylan pick you up," he asked tenderly, his tone filled with indulgence. Eleanor looked at us with envy.

"No, thanks. Eleanor and I are at the seafood restaurant. We're in the mood for fish. Once you're ready, come and pick me up. We'll be waiting here," I told him. "Alright, see you later," he said before we hung up.

We ordered the fish we each wanted, chatting about the earlier events while enjoying the unique seafood. It was a delightful time.

As we were about to finish, an unexpected incident disrupted our peace. Suddenly, a person appeared in front of us, startling me. Upon closer look, it was Kimberly.

I steadied myself and looked at Kimberly, who had smokey eye makeup.

"Ms. Kimberly, is there something you need?"

"Chloe, do you feel guilty seeing me?" She asked maliciously.

I calmly looked at her and countered, "Why should I feel guilty?"

dare you ask me why? You're surprisingly composed. Who gave

glanced at her and pulled out a napkin, dabbing at the corners of my mouth before saying gently, "Kimberly,

snapped her fingers

dressed in a peculiar mix of fashion

any reaction. Eleanor seemed uneasy,

hand and slapped Eleanor on the back

Eleanor arrogantly and said, "Did I say you can

is my phone. Why

you? You-" Before

ove

his hand again. She screamed,

"Don't you

outburst,

If you dare to cause trouble, I don't mind arranging