Beyond The Divorce - Season 8 Episode 68

Atlas responded to my concerns nonchalantly. “We’re all adults, and this is what we have to face in the real world. You’ve seen the current situation. The one who’ll have to face it is Trinity. Losing isn’t in her dictionary.”

While I agreed with his theory, the circumstances varied. “That’s what worries me most. Ivanna and Trinity are my friends, and I don’t want them to get hurt or hurt each other. I’m worried both sides will suffer.

Atlas guided my thoughts, “Maybe you’re overcomplicating things. Look at this from Trinity’s perspective. Even if she gets hurt, look at the bright side.”

“Mhm.” I looked at him, waiting for him to continue.

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*There must be someone else in this world who loves Trinity more and suits her perfectly. If she can’t let go of Jared, she’ll never meet that person.* Atlas’s reasonings always displayed his strategic thinking.

I had to admit his logic was convincing.

Atlas continued with certainty, “Since that’s the case, a relationship will eventually end, no matter how many people in the middle say they love you. It’s just like you and Matthew. Only I am the right one for you.”

I held my breath, feeling butterflies in my stomach. Atlas managed to bring the attention back to us. I smiled and leaned into his embrace, complaining. “This journey almost cost me my life. How could there be love if I had died? I wouldn’t have met the one who loved me most.”

Atlas hugged me tighter with a severe expression, “No, that didn’t happen. God won’t let it be that way. He led me to you. You were about to get a divorce when I found you.” Update first at
I laughed as I listened to him, thinking he had a point.

When I finally relaxed, Atlas pinched my nose. “Don’t worry too much. Besides, everything happens as it should. I promise we’ll have our wedding after finding your father.”

*Once the groundbreaking ceremony in Bourdamon goes smoothly, we need a plan to find my father. I’ll only feel at ease when we bring him back. He’s my closest relative, after all.”

“Wrong. You still have me, Ava, and your adopted parents. What about our future children? Everything will continue to grow. Trust me.” Atlas hugged me. “As for Bourdamun, it’s just the beginning. I believe your road ahead will be smoother.”

“You mean our road,” I corrected him.

“You’re right, my darling. His tone was indulgent. “Are you tired?”

I looked at him in surprise. “Yes, I am! What do you want?”

Did he think I was invincible? Just then, the doorbell rang loudly. I was startled as I looked at Atlas.

“Who would be coming at this hour?”