Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

Chapter 1273 How Bloody

Arnold strutted in with indifference, voicing his reproach for Atlas. "I told you that you shouldn't have let her go there. Look at how precarious it turned out. It's almost cost my nephew's life." "Atlas, let me tell you, you're too arrogant. If something were to happen, you'd regret it big time, wouldn't you? Besides..."

Atlas and I exchanged a glance, both of us chiming in unison, "Enough."

Seeing the synchrony between us, Arnold pointed at me angrily. "You're just heartless."

I laughed and collapsed into Atlas's embrace. At that moment, I felt incredibly happy. It was no wonder I couldn't control the urge to vomit when I smelled blood at Navi's base.

Just thinking about it made my stomach churn, and it felt like that bloody odor was assaulting me again.

"Ugh..."

I clamped my hand over my mouth, feeling the sweat beads forming on my forehead.

Atlas immediately tensed up, swiftly jumping out of bed to carry me to the bathroom, where I retched.

He gently patted my back as he watched me with concern. There was hardly anything left to throw up. My stomach was already empty.

my face, I collapsed exhausted in Atlas's arms, gasping for air. It wasn't until fresh air flooded my lungs that I felt

while Arnold hovered nearby, incessantly asking, "How did this happen, Atlas? Look

my breath and said to Atlas, "What about

he was still

soup I bought from Green Cottage, along with some

Green Cottage, I

glanced at Arnold and

it over, muttering, "I knew you'd like it, so I calculated the time and rushed to bring it

are you so chatty?" I teased Arnold. "Hana might avoid you altogether with that mouth of yours.

Arnold a playful glance while Atlas opened the thermos and poured the soup for

bowl of soup and said, "You only notice he's a chatterbox now? He can talk all

almost burst out

"Let's not talk about it. Just

laughing and looked at him,

already ate. Just focus on

too much, but if no one responds to me, should I just not talk at all? You two older ones rushed

get along, but you still find fault with me, don't you?"

get tired of you? Tell me, how's Denton doing?" I gulped down the soup, which was savory and