Chapter 158
Beyond the Divorce
The Interrogation Atlasâs words deepened my helplessness, and I became uneasy. I looked down and realized I didnât just like him a bit. Instead, it seemed I had fallen into his trap. I was puzzled about why he always knew my thoughts, but I knew nothing about him.
Furthermore, I couldnât determine what Atlas meant when he said he liked me. After all, I wasnât good.
enough for him regarding my background, status, looks, and age. I should be older than him and was a divorced woman with a fourâyearâold kid.
A man like Atlas could easily find a better woman, yet I always thought of him despite myself. I didnât know what to do but knew I should stop seeing him. Otherwise, Iâd end up heartbroken.
âThat was why you refused to answer my call. You were trying to avoid me,â Atlasâs tone and gaze lost their warmth.
I couldnât help but step backward and look at him. âYouâre right. I wanted to stop seeing you and still do because Iâm not good enough for you. Perhaps Iâve been overthinking, but guys like you can get any woman they want.
âWhat about me? I have nothing. Iâm just a single mom whoâs also older than you. I know Iâve fallen for you, but you said I canât afford to get my heart broken again. Soâ¦â My eyes were full of tears as I looked at him.
âSo?â He gazed at me with his arms crossed.
âSoâ¦I couldnât finish my sentence as a tear rolled down my cheek.
âSay it!â He glared at me.
âSo, we should stop seeing each other,â I tried to sound assertive, âYou return to your world, and I return to mine. Maybe we can still be friends.â
I wasnât even sure what I was talking about.
âAnd?â
I looked up with tears all over my face. I felt ashamed of myself, but I couldnât help it.
âAnd⦠I thank you for all your help. You lent me a helping hand when I needed it most, and Iâll repay you.â
Immediately after, I turned and left.
I could no longer face him as I shouted inwardly, telling myself it was best to get it over with.
However, Atlas pulled me back before I could escape and kissed me passionately while holding the back of my head.