Chapter 191

Asshole Melanie gave me a smug look as I stared at Matthew In disbelief. “He’s telling you to get lost. You and that stupid child better stay the fuck away from us!”

glared at Matthew and turned toward the door.

“Chloe!” He called out, but I ignored him and left.

The crowd outside the office quickly dispersed as I approached my car.

I swallowed dryly as I gripped the steering wheel with shaky hands. I had never imagined Matthew could be such a jerk. It was clear that meeting them would always result in humiliation.

My phone kept ringing, but I didn’t Ck up. I only answered the call after a while, and a gentle voice came through, “Why didn’t you pick up?”

I broke down in tears.

“What’s the matter?” Atlas sounded anxious. “Where are you?”

I wiped my tears and told him about what happened. He said, “Come back. Let’s have lunch together.”

“Okay.” I started my car and left.

During lunch, Atlas handed me a slip of paper. “Contact this guy. He’ll take care of it.”

Then he stared at me and asked, “Why didn’t you tell me about it sooner?”

or him!

“He had the registration form. I had to look for him!”

With a stern look, he said, “And what ended up happening?”

I was stumped. Atlas was right. In the end, I still had to ask for his help.

“Next time, don’t deal with assholes like that,” he said, glancing at me as he elegantly ate his steak.

I chuckled. Matthew was an asshole, wasn’t he? “You’re busy, and I shouldn’t burden you with every little.

thing. Besides, it should’ve been a straightforward matter.”

“Well, he’s still an asshole,” he said. “Or do you think your boyfriend is good for nothing?”

I blinked in surprise, struggling to process his words.

He cautioned, “No more next time, okay?”

1 I was happy he referred to himself as my boyfriend, but I said, “Could you stop being so presumptuous?”

About me being your boyfriend or about the situation?”

1 chuckled despite myself.

He smiled. “Just admit it’s dumb to look for his help, okay?”

“If I’m dumb, why are you with me? There are plenty of girls eager to be your girlfriend,” I retorted.

“Well, they’re way dumber than you,” he said readily.

I burst into laughter. I guess I was pretty naive after all. Perhaps seeking help from the right person was the key. After dinner, we left the restaurant and unexpectedly ran into the last two people I wanted to see.

They y were entering the premises as we were leaving. Matthew’s jaw dropped as he saw that I was holding Atlas’s arm. Atlas walked toward him as if not seeing him, and Matthew timidly moved aside.

As we passed each other, the asshole couldn’t help but say, “Slut!”

Melanie chimed in, “I told you she was a whore, didn’t I?”

Atlas stopped in his path and glared at Matthew. “Have you forgotten your lesson?”

“What are you trying to do?” Matthew took a step back, pulling Melanie along.

Atlas glanced Matthew up and down dismissively. “You’re not worth the effort.”

He then held my hand. ‘Let’s not come here anymore. It’s distasteful now.”

Melanie snapped, “What do you mean by that?”

I just chuckled.