Beyond The Divorce - Season 5 Episode 79

Because of That One Photo My eyes narrowed as I realized that the photo was of me and Ryan. The angle was truly deceptive, making it seem as though I was passionately kissing him after throwing myself into his arms.

It was the moment when I was moved by his words as I was seeing him off to rest in his apartment. I had impulsively leaned in to express my gratitude to this brother figure for his years of care and understanding. However, being frozen in that split second gave it a different implication altogether— ambiguous and suggestive.

Scrolling down, I found that it had already spread on the trending pages

and was gaining a lot of attention. No wonder there was something off in the way Atlas reacted when I mentioned | Ryan earlier. The source of his unease was evidently this.

Just then, my phone chimed with a message notification. I exited the trending page and opened the message. It was a text on WhatsApp, and there was a link to a short video. I clicked on it.

The video shocked me even more. It seemed to be from this very restaurant.

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In the clip, Harmony was clinging to Atlas’s waist, her whole body pressing into his embrace as she trembled and wept.

I watched the footage carefully twice. It must have been taken in this restaurant. My scalp tingled, and I

grabbed my bag, preparing to leave. It was evident that Atlas had been tricked. How else could such a scene appear just when he answered a phone call? Moreover, the video had been sent to my phone. This couldn’t be a coincidence.

I hurried toward the exit, only to be intercepted by a waiter. “Ms. Chloe, right?” “Yes.” I began to take out money, thinking to settle the bill. “I’ll pay right now.” But the waiter shook his head. “No, Ms

Chloe, please come with me.” “Where to?” I stopped mid-motion, looking at the waiter.

He gestured, “Please, follow me.” With suspicion, I followed him quickly down the corridor until we stopped in front of a private room. The waiter gently pushed the door open, gesturing for me to enter.

I stepped forward, peering inside, and was taken aback by what I saw. Atlas was sitting in the chair in the room, crossing his long legs. On the other hand, Harmony, with her back to the door, was kneeling on the floor. She was tightly hugging his leg, crying and babbling in distress.

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When Atlas noticed me standing at the door, he raised an eyebrow at me, then subtly shook his head, gesturing for me not to speak.

“Atlas, how can you be so heartless…

What is it that I lack compared to her?

hl Th At Ayn I’ve been sincere with you all this time, We look so alike, but I’m much more innocent, younger, and more energetic than her. If you just paid a bit more attention, you’d see my strengths. Be it my status, fame, or background, how am I not better than her?” Watching the pitiful Harmony on her knees, especially with the strong smell of alcohol in the room, it was clear she had had a few drinks.

At this moment, she was ignoring all shame and clutching onto Atlas’s thigh. She was pressing herself closer, and her clothes were sliding down, revealing her chest. Fortunately, Atlas was a gentleman and didn’t even glance at her. But he allowed her to cling to his leg, remaining motionless as she poured out her grievances.

“Atlas, I’m the one who can help your career the most. I have top-tier popularity and millions of fans, All of this can bring you wealth and strengthen your career foundation.” I felt detached as she accurately pointed out her advantages. I admittedly fell short in these areas. I couldn’t help but steal a glance at Atlas, whose expression remained inscrutable.

“Isn’t my fame worthy of your family’s status? What does she have? Even though you might not like to hear it, she’s just a divorced woman who doesn’t match you! She changes partners like changing her clothes. Just today, she dared to openly embrace another man in broad daylight. That’s a fact, not something I made up,

right?” Perhaps she noticed that Atlas had been listening without interruption.

She boldly crawled forward again to grab his arms, and her clothes slid down further. From my angle, I could see that she was completely uncovered in the front, and even her smooth and beautiful back was visible. It was white and pristine, like she was performing a striptease.

Just then, I heard hurried and chaotic footsteps coming from the hallway, rapidly approaching this direction. In the next moment, a horde of journalists rushed in. Their cameras pointed at the private room, capturing the scene in a frenzy.