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.

was a great wingwoman for

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

didn't hesitate and grabbed Hana's hand. "You're safe here. Don't worry." Hana was led helplessly away by Arnold while Ava

leave,

as she

left alone, I suddenly realized that Atlas would be coming home late today. I picked up my phone and checked the time, only to see that it was almost 9 p.m. He hadn't returned yet, and there hadn't been a call or text from him.

phone

"The number you have dialed

that fleeting moment, a

up and called Cane. His phone

phones had been

After I turned on the lights, I went to the desk, but

sank. He must have set off for

had seemed reluctant when he left. That realization

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

biological relative was there, waiting to be rescued. I couldn't just sit and wait for news

already set off, and I didn't know

angrier I became. I was very upset with Atlas. He always acted as if he knew everything and

alone. I

lead on other things, but this was about my father's life. Why should he deprive me of my right to do something about

had happened to him, it would be my