Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

Chapter 261 Missing You More Than Words

I wanted to kick myself as the words left my mouth I didn't regret saying it, but a peculiar feeling had washed over me. Sure enough, Atlas smiled at me, but I noticed an unmistakable hostility My dad spoke up. "What are you saying? Mr. Atlas had a drink, so he shouldn't be driving!"

"Oh," I replied, getting up. "Alright."

When we got to the car, Atlas said, "Head to Cresswind Valley."

My heart sank a bit. Although Cresswind Valley was closer than Fremont Bay, I wondered why he didn't

want to go back there

As if reading my thoughts, he explained. Fremont Bay is too far I don't feel comfortable with you driving back alone."

His words left me conflicted Was it because he cared about me?

Neither of us spoke during the drive, and the silence hung heavily in the air. When we reached Cresswind

Tower, he said, "Come up with me

Atlas opened the car door and walked towards the building without acknowledging my hesitation. After a pause, I parked the car and followed him into the lobby

He motioned for me to get into the elevator. I was so nervous as the elevator doors closed that I had

trouble breathing

Upon reaching the top floor, I noticed he had booked the same room we had been in before. He went in,

and I followed with some hesitation.

The familiarity of the room only added to the stifling awkwardness between us.

Suddenly, he turned and held my chin, making me look directly into his eyes. Atlas looked intense as he asked, "You don't feel anything, do you?"

I was figuring out what he meant when he lowered his head and kissed my lips with biting intensity.

He didn't let me go, even when I winced and let out an indelicate moan. I pushed against him, but he

pulled me into his embrace.

resistance tumed into an embrace, and our passionate kiss turned into a tender one. I couldn't tell

tine had passed when he finally released my lips.

prelund nothing happened?

Inwardly, I cursed him. After everything we'd been through, he couldn't even accept responsibility? What

kind of man was he?

As if he could hear my thoughts, Atlas lifted me and headed toward the bedroom.

We tumbled onto the luxurious bed together. In fact, we hadn't even made it to this bedroom on my birthday night. Atlas took his time and pressed down on me, his fingers intertwined with mine.

He looked at me intensely, as though he hadn't seen me in a while and couldn't remember how I looked.

Inch by inch, he examined and savored me. My desire washed over my sense of reason as I stared into his eyes. He was so tender that I couldn't refuse.

While basking in the afterglow, he looked at me and asked, "Don't you want your daughter taken care of?"

"I wish to be carefree, just like her, without any burdens," I confessed.

"But with me around, why would you worry?"

I quickly said, "It's precisely because you're here that I'm concerned."

"What do you mean?"

"I don't want to be the reason for holding you back. I don't want to obstruct you from reclaiming what's

rightfully yours."

"Do you think they can stop me?" He sounded as if he already had a solid plan. "Since you know my plans, work with me. Just remember what I've told you, and trust me. That way, they won't perceive you as my

weakness."

"But..."

"No buts! I have my plans, and that includes you," he declared. "But I won't allow your thoughts to wander

again.

He pulled me closer to him.

"I mean it. No more thoughts about other men, including Ryan Phillips! If anyone dares to lay a hand on

you again, I won't be so forgiving."

looked at him in shock. "The car during New Year's... Was that you?"