Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

I nestled comfortably in his arms, listening to his descriptions. It was my first time here, so everything felt novel.

"Is there anything delicious to eat here?" I asked.

"Of course. When did my baby become such a foodie?" He nibbled on my earlobe, and I instinctively recoiled, giggling.

I whispered softly in his ear, "I don't see any chaos here."

He laughed and kissed me. "Everything always looks more glamorous on the surface."

I immediately understood his underlying message. But I felt content and safe with him by my side.

When we arrived at the hotel, I was even more amazed. The beauty here was intoxicating. I had seen plenty of subtropical landscapes, but this place left me speechless. As we got out of the cars, Atlas said to Arnold, "You take care of them."

Arnold was clearly very familiar with this place. And to my surprise, the people here spoke a language I understood.

The hotel was by the sea, with detached guesthouses. Atlas didn't bother about the others and took me to our unit. "What about them?" I asked worriedly.

"Arnold is a regular here," Atlas said.

Besides, I could see a few

me up without hesitation, carrying me upstairs and pressing me onto the

tension!" he said, kissing me. I couldn't resist his warmth,

problem after another recently. It had been

we had both laid ourselves bare with no lingering resentment.

passion consumed all my frustration and anger, leaving

close, asking,

your fill, but I'm

uproariously, then pressed down on me again. "Who said I was

I had no

lay there, he looked at me, asking, "Shall I get them to bring food up? We can eat in the

vacation. Are you sure it's okay to leave them like that?" I looked

right now. Arnold's looking after them, so don't worry," he reassured me. "Of course, if you feel up to it, I'm willing to continue our workout." "I'm exhausted!" I protested. "I want to

some clothes, and went downstairs

over and looked at the breathtaking scenery outside. The floor-to-ceiling

it. My heart was with my father, wanting to bring him back immediately. I felt guilty for enjoying this leisure while he

returned upstairs and

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