Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

Chapter 1179 Conflicted

Atlas looked deeply into my eyes, nodded seriously, then embraced me. He gently asked, "Are you hungry? Let's grab something to eat together."

That was when I realized that I hadn't eaten anything for a whole day. I had just sipped a glass of juice on the plane.

"I'm famished," I replied coyly, leaning into his embrace. Suddenly, I felt completely exhausted.

Had I really gone through the whole day without food?

There had been no chance for a peaceful, satisfying meal with all the chaos involving Oliver these past two days. He had risked his life to save me. Then, we had suddenly found my dad, and the constant flying back and forth had made me completely forget about eating. While we were discussing that, someone gently knocked on the room door again. My mom's voice came from outside. "Chlo, Atlas, are you asleep? Do you want to come down and have something to eat?"

I quickly retreated from Atlas's embrace, walked over briskly, and opened the door. "Mom! I'm starving! Is there any food?"

"I asked the chef to cook some noodles. Come downstairs to eat." My mom stood at the doorway, looking at me apprehensively. "Is aglio olio okay?"

"Perfect! I don't know when I last had a proper meal," I said, casually hooking my arm around my mom's. I turned back and called to Atlas, "Let's eat! Quickly!"

Atlas followed me and my mom out of the room. Arnold came out and joined us too. He had probably heard all the commotion.

When we entered the dining room, I saw my dad at the table with the notebook beside him.

thought that my dad probably had something to

you for saving

secret, hearing him say that

suddenly felt the cruelty of it all as I saw

why my mom had been evasive

Chloe Hartz, unaware of all my past experiences. They could just

and rest early Chlo hasn't rested well these past two days

important."

expressions revealing a hint of complexity. But it was clear that they

relaxed atmosphere, he held back the words he was about to

at Atlas,

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I was displeased, and I didn't understand his

he was handling

much trouble because

the tension was building up, my mom arrived with freshly cooked pasta. Each of us got a large

the aglio olio wafted through the air, making my stomach growl even more. The beef on top looked exceptionally tempting, stimulating my

my empty stomach first. There was no reason for my parents to hide anything anymore since things had gotten to this point. It was

my mom handed me and flashed her a contented smile. "I need some chili flakes,

turned