Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

After getting off the plane, the stifling heat hit me immediately. It seemed like it had just rained here, but it definitely wasn't as heavy as would have been in Foswood. The scorching sun felt like a furnace, making it unbearably hot.

As soon as I walked out of the exit, my eyes were drawn to a commanding figure in the crowd. With his sleek hair and partially covered handsome face behind sunglasses, he exuded an irresistible charm, making him look incredibly handsome. His presence dominated the entire hall, attracting everyone's eyes.

Atlas seemed more casual than usual. Today, he was wearing white sportswear, which was a rare sight. As he looked at us walking toward him, a faint smile played on his lips, causing everyone, especially the women, to stop and stare. Some even dared brush past him intentionally, then turned back to flirt shamelessly, trying to talk to him.

I couldn't help but frown and walked toward him determinedly. But before I could assert my dominance, he beat me to it, pulling me into his arms and sealing my lips with a kiss.

It was a little embarrassing, but I felt much better. I silently admitted that he must have a conscience, after all. But we needed to talk about his abrupt departure somewhere else. This wasn't the place for it.

Coincidentally, I had also worn a white sportswear outfit today. It was clear we were a couple, exuding an ethereal charm. That delivered a solid punch to those ogling wannabes who were trying to "seduce" him. "Why are you here?" I said, feeling a little touched and coquettish.

"How could I not be here when you are?" He looked at me with an intoxicating gaze, smiling indulgently, pretending as if nothing had happened.

exclamations around us. He had probably charmed

the hottest time of the day right now, and if we stay out here, we'll get sunburned!" The others grinned, and Atlas

no

slightly and hurried out behind Arnold. Several black cars were parked outside, and he waved everyone toward them, prompting everyone to get in

had stuck close to Arton all this time. When we set off, I had specifically asked Arton to

immediately made me feel much cooler. I couldn't help but

he leaned close to my ear and whispered, "Really? How

knew he meant something

not just hot here. It's chaotic, too. That's why I didn't want

Who gave you the right to deprive me of being