Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

Chapter 239 Whose Choice Is It?

I lifted my head and noticed his bleeding hand. I looked at him, feeling flustered. "I have so many things

to say, but not like this. I don't want to beg for love or live in the shadows. I hate playing games and manipulation. I just want a peaceful life."

I looked at the ceiling and continued, "I hate the constant deceit and schemes. If I must choose, I want

the one who has always been by my side. I don't want to miss that anymore."

they were in

I knew these words would cut deep into Atlas's heart. However, to me. Since I

couldn't have him, I would let him go. I had no reason to hold onto something that wasn't mine.

Atlas looked into my eyes and asked, "Are you sure about your choice?"

I hesitated, then lowered my head. "Yes."

Suddenly, he smiled. "Good, Chloe, you've finally made your choice."

I looked at him in confusion. I wondered why he said it was my choice when it was his. His thoughts. confused me. Why'd he be affectionate with another woman and then blame me? "It's great that you dare to live for yourself. Don't worry. I'll protect your interests and won't break our cooperation."

I stared at him in silence.

"Go now." Atlas walked away without looking back. "If you keep looking at me like this, I'll start thinking you can't bear to leave. Then there will be no turning back for you." His expression was self-deprecating. "Go! I won't see you off."

It seemed he had also decided to let go, just like he had approached me for no reason back then. Perhaps Atlas had his reasons. Maybe he was looking for the lost love and the person he couldn't forget. I was just a substitute all along.

The hallway was eerily silent when I left his room. I couldn't describe my feelings. I felt relieved, yet lost. My heart felt empty and full.

I couldn't remember which room I had just left as I stood downstairs. I chuckled to myself before heading toward my car. Everything had ended, and I was okay with it. I longed for a deep, uninterrupted sleep. Back in the car, I felt like a deflated balloon. The soft fragrance in the car surrounded me. My legs and feet felt weak, and I didn't want to move. My heart was pounding, but I forced myself to stay awake.

I started my car and focused on getting home. It was getting dark, and my family was waiting for me. My

mind was hazy, and I drove out of the place slowly. Hardly any vehicles were on this road, so I stepped on

the gas.

I gripped the steering wheel, steadled the car, and told myself to hold on until I got home. The streetlights came on as the sky turned gray. I noticed a car speeding up behind me. I intended to move aside but hit the gas pedal instead.

Everything seemed to tilt, and the world turned upside down. I felt like I was falling asleep.