Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

"Maybe heaven made a mistake. Originally, I should have been your daughter!" I looked at my mom sincerely and said.

I said this because Grandma Rose had gently reminded me to take good care of this mother who reared me, to make her feel comfortable in my home, and never to cause her heart to be uneasy.

My mom had meticulously cared for me for the past 20 years. There was nothing I could fault her for.

Sometimes, I even thought that if none of this had happened, I would never know the secret of my identity.

After all, my biological mother left me too early. Since there were regrets, I couldn't let there be any more regrets.

My mom immediately stopped me, "Chloe, you can't say that. To have a daughter like you, even if it's just for a day, is the blessing of your father and me. Moreover, we've been mother and daughter for so many years, I'm content." "Mom!" I said in a spoiled tone, "What do you mean 'content'? Without you, would there be me?"

"Alright, alright. Let's eat." Heartache filled her eyes as she glanced at me.

I grinned at her. Suddenly, I thought of their little girl. If Stella wasn't the one, then where was she?

Deep down, I believed that she must still be alive. Someday, I would find her for them.

After I finished my meal, Atlas had just come downstairs. He held my hand and took me to work. In the car, I asked Atlas, "Are you planning to build a laboratory in the warehouse district?"

Atlas nodded, "I also think the warehouse district is the most suitable, safe, concealed, and convenient. He can walk through the underground passage to the laboratory every day. Even if he comes back late at night, it's still safe!" Thinking of my dad's urgency, I was relieved. He was, after all, a highly knowledgeable Ph.D. holder in chemistry.

"I might go to Bourdamun today!" I informed Atlas, "I might come back later!"

"I'll go with you," Atlas said.

"No need, I'll have Carol drive me! I won't drive myself!" I knew Atlas was worried about my safety if I drove myself.

I didn't feel uncomfortable during this pregnancy, except for being sleepy when there was something to do.

Even morning sickness was rare,

unlike when was pregnant with

Ava, when was vomiting

constantly.

It seemed so different

this time, and I knew firmly that this

one was a son for some reason.

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"Then I'll send someone to be with you," Atlas said. "How about Tris?"

"Tris?" I repeated, and Tris's face involuntarily appeared in my mind. This young man had left an excellent impression on me. "Okay!"

I readily agreed. After all, Tris and I had been through life and death together and had a tacit understanding.

When we arrived at the company,

Atlas got out of the car first, went

around to the other side, and

assisted me in

assisted me in getting out of the car.

He then escorted me to the

building's entrance. "Go up. Don't tire

yourself out. If you go to

Bourdamun, just let me know."

"I know. Hurry up and go. You'll become the center of attention in the whole building if you stay here any longer."

"Am I that unbearable to be seen?" He looked at me displeasedly.

Then, suddenly, he reached out and

grabbed the back of my head.

Before & could react, he quickly

leaned down and kissed my lips,

biting my lip fiercely before releasing

me

With a sinister smile, he turned and walked away, "I'm leaving. Don't forget to let me know when you go to Bourdamun. Be safe!"

"You..." I was speechless with anger. Why did it happen more often the more I feared it would?

It was working hours, and people were everywhere inside and outside the building.

But he acted as if nothing had happened, turning around casually and waving to me behind him.

I blushed, and I quickly fled the scene. Still, I spotted a group of female elites staring at me with wide eyes, pinned to the spot by our deeds just now.

It seemed like I had done something indecent, and I wanted to disappear.