Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

Chapter 1440 Looking for Trouble

Celine couldn't keep her composure. She glanced at me and calmly said, "Kenzie is serious and doesn't smile much."

"Is she the same with you?" I asked as I turned to Celine.

Although Kenzie maintained a cold and arrogant expression, I could tell from her tightly clenched fists that she was exerting a lot of effort to control herself.

When I saw that, I smirked mischievously and pulled apart Kenzie's hands that were clasped together, saying, "Don't grip your own hands so tightly. Doesn't it hurt? Why are you so at odds with yourself?"

Kenzie suddenly raised her head, and a fierce glint shot out from her eyes, piercing straight toward me. I quickly leaned into Atlas's embrace, pretending to be afraid as I said, "What's wrong? Why are you being so fierce? I was just teasing you. After all, I'm happy to be back home. Do you really have to look at me like that?"

As he glared at Kenzie, Atlas's eyes immediately turned cold like a hawk's. An indescribable chill emanated from him, sending shivers down my spine.

Kenzie quickly averted her gaze and clasped her hands tightly in front of her abdomen, bowing and taking a step back. "You've misunderstood, Madam. I was just startled by your sudden touch, and it was a reflexive reaction. I won't do it again."

"Looks like I misunderstood. But you did look very fierce just now," I insisted.

"That was presumptuous of me," she said in a low voice.

"Oh? So it seems you've reached your limit, Grandma Kenzie."

down, Madam." Kenzie

go," Celine said coldly,

steps

arm through Atlas's again and walked inside. I raised an eyebrow, thinking that I had come here today to find some trouble. It was unreasonable to live so comfortably in someone else's house and still expect

into the hall, my gaze fell on a rocking

white, it didn't look like it belonged in the

old woman was seated in

that she must be the ruthless Adeline Myer, David

that the

spirit. She

a.modern blouse,

chestnut-colored hair was

at the back of her

mind was still sharp despite her age. It was clear from her hairstyle

on her wrist, which matched the ones on her fingers, neck, and

watched us walk in while she sat there rocking idly in the rocking chair. She

she was waiting for

resist

going