Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

Chapter 1186 Bound by Fate

My dad hung his head low. Since he returned yesterday, his spirits seemed deflated, and he appeared burdened with heavy thoughts. It made me feel very uneasy.

I understood his emotions. After all, this was connected to everything from his past. Most importantly, it revealed the fact that they weren't my biological parents. I knew they wouldn't want to lose me, their only daughter. I was their everything.

At this moment, I fully understood why my mom had sighed when they sold the house in the small town. She must have been worried they would be left with nothing and felt a sense of insecurity.

But I never expected this to happen so quickly.

When Atlas saw how depressed my dad was, he calmly reassured him. "Don't worry too much about it, Dad. Letting him go back was part of my strategy to buy time. Many clues are connected to him. We let him go as part of the long game." My dad remained silent. The notebook seemed to be the key to unlocking this conversation.

We waited for what seemed like forever before my mom finally came downstairs with heavy and tentative steps.

She approached my dad cautiously and handed him the notebook. Her lips quivered as she called his name gently. "...George!"

My dad didn't respond. Instead, he took the notebook. He gently caressed it like a treasure before passing it to Atlas.

"Take it and use it to save someone!" His tone was firm. "If I could turn back time, I would wish none of this had happened, that it was all just a nightmare! It's been over twenty years... It's time to put an end to this!"

to accelerate as I looked at my mom standing next to my dad. At that moment,

close, getting her to sit beside me. As I

things had reached this point, I couldn't miss the opportunity to find out everything, even if it might

filled with sorrow. "I was from Norton. I grew up in the mountains. We were very poor, but my parents' love was strong, and my

is unpredictable.

save a child from our village and pushed him

in horror as my dad was submerged in the mud,

seemed to age as he talked,

several times that night, she ran out in a frenzy while nobody was watching, desperately

where

the hillside slid down, causing a tree to fall and strike her in the

heard that, I couldn't

embraced me, and I buried my

hoarse with suppressed tears. "I became an orphan. I was

Another ten-year-old!

a tragic age