Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

Chapter 1200 His Phone is Still Turned Off

Just then, Arnold walked over from the main hall and noticed the two of us chatting. He came over with a playful smile, saying, "What secrets are you two girls talking about? Care to share them with me?" Hana smiled and answered with an excuse. "It's getting late. I should go home."

After saying that, she stood up from the rocking chair. "Could you please take me back?"

"What if I say no?" Arnold smiled playfully, looking mischievous. "You can stay here."

"No way!" Hana immediately retorted. Blushing, she said, "I have to go back even if it's late."

I knew she was sharing a place with Joyce, and they got along well. "How's Joyce's relationship with Ryan?"

Hana smiled. "They're doing very well."

"You have to give them some space, okay? If you stay here, I can show you a movie. We can watch movies all night if you want," Arnold suggested. Hana looked puzzled, "Here?"

I smiled. "It's true. There's a home theater in the annex, and we have a lot of classic movies.

At that moment, my little "matchmaker" rushed over. "Uncle Arnold, I want to watch a movie too. Hana, can we watch together?"

Hana immediately squatted down to hug Ava. "We'll do it next time, okay, sweetheart? It's getting late, and I have to go home."

"No, you can stay here. There are lots of rooms in the house." She spoke with sincerity, her big, pleading eyes sparkling.

inwardly. She was a great wingwoman for

I smiled and said, "Go ahead. The new version of Avatar

safe here. Don't worry." Hana was led

watched them leave, I fell

wasn't as simple as she claimed.

that it was almost 9 p.m. He hadn't returned yet, and there

my phone and dialed

rang on the end of the line again. "The number you have dialed has

fleeting moment, a flash of insight

hung up and called Cane. His phone had been

sank. Both their phones had been turned

up from the chair and rushed upstairs to Atlas's study. After I turned on the lights, I went

heart sank. He must

was why he had seemed reluctant when he left.

paced back and forth in the room, unable to accept it. How could he go to Bermuda alone? Hadn't we always said we

relative was there, waiting to be rescued. I

and I didn't know Bermuda that well. How could

angrier I became. I was very upset with Atlas. He always acted as

alone. I

my father's life. Why should he deprive me of my right to do something about

happened to him, it