Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

Not a drop was wasted. The whole glass of wine landed right in Benedict's face.

After slamming the empty glass on the table with a sharp sound, I glared at him and said, "Who do you think you are? Do you think you're someone important just because you surround yourself with a few sycophants? Hmph... they're just flies buzzing around dung!"

Benedict's face was covered in wine, and he choked on the spicy sting. He quickly wiped his face, then slammed the table, pointing at me, "Y-You little bitch! You asked for this."

Tyler had been shocked by my actions, but he quickly snapped out of it and stood up. He pointed at me and berated, "Look what your friend has done, Michelle. Teach her a lesson!"

It seemed like Michelle was genuinely scared, and she was desperately eager to make me submit.

Michelle raised a hand to strike me. I swiftly dodged her hand, stood up, and delivered a firm slap in return. The sound echoed as my palm landed on her face.

She stood there dumbfounded. I stared at her fiercely and said, "What? We were classmates, so I did you a favor by coming here today. How dare you challenge me and my decisions? How dare you drag me here to accompany some man? Don't you have anything better to do? Back off!"

I gave Michelle a piece of my mind and pushed her away. I grabbed my bag, ready to leave.

Tyler wasn't having it. He took a step forward and roared, "I won't let you leave! You said you know Atlas? I'll make his woman entertain us tonight."

forceful tug backward, he sneered, "If you can't make Atlas come

door suddenly swung open, accompanied by

Atlas walked

my wrist, his

"Let her go!"

was so forceful

Tyler, who quickly released

imposing figure.

eyes shifted

clueless about what had just

wasn't clear if he recognized Atlas, but judging by

With med he wasn't

but

in