Chapter 215
Beyond the Divorce
Infuriated Those distant lights instantly Illuminated my entire world. My heart leaped with joy, and I rushed downstairs, fumbling to put the dishes in the microwave. The excitement made my hands tremble.
Iran to the bathroom to check my appearance and look my best for Atlas. I wanted him to know Iâd always be there for him. More than anything, I hoped we could celebrate his birthdays together from now 1. on.
Finally, the door was pushed open. I eagerly said, âYouâre back!â
Atlas seemed disoriented and was surprised to see me. He pulled me into his arms. âWhy are you still awake?â
The air smelled strongly of alcohol. Iâd never seen him drink this much before.
I quickly led him to the dining table. When he was seated, I lit the birthday candles and said, âHappy birthday! I hope every day will be as wonderful as today! Make a wish!â
I saw him slowly rise while looking at me. His expression had darkened.
âWhat did you say, Chloe?â His drunken eyes turned icy and intense. âWhat did you just say?â
Atlas swept everything off the table, making a loud crash in the quiet night. His demeanor was iceâcold, and he suddenly felt like a stranger. I never thought Iâd be afraid of him.
While trembling, I backed away. I didnât understand what had happened. What had triggered such a violent outburst from him?
âChloe⦠Who told you to do this? How could you be so stupid?â
Those were his last words as he stomped out, slamming the door behind him.
I was shaken, but a soft voice broke me out of my trance.
âMommy?â
I turned to see Ava, her small figure crouched by the staircase. She looked at me with wide, frightened eyes. I rushed to pick her up and carried her to her room.
Her big, dark eyes blinked sleepily. âMommyâ¦â
âItâs okay, sweetheart. Mommy was just a little careless and knocked the table over. Did I scare you?â |
forced a smile. âGo back to sleep!â
Uncle Atlas? She hadnât forgotten about him and was upset he wasnât there.
âSomething came up, so he couldnât make it back. How about this? Iâll buy you a cake tomorrow!â My voice choked. âOr, Mommy could bring you to meet Grandma soon?â
She quickly fell into a halfâasleep, halfâawake state. âOkayâ¦â
Trocked her until she fell back into slumber, then I went downstairs. Looking at the mess, I couldnât hold back my grief any longer. My heart ached as I sobbed.
When my tears ceased, I cleaned up the shattered items on the ground and wiped away the mess.
I started recalling everything I had said and done since his arrival. It was confusing why his behavior suddenly changed. It was truly unacceptable to me.
He was too aggressive and lacked any of his previous warmth. His attitude made me apprehensive.
Was he really Atlas?
As time passed, my heart felt colder. My tears had dried up, and hope had faded, leaving me feeling empty.
I kept crying as I cleaned, making everything look like it did before, as if nothing had happened.
Outside, the sky was slowly getting brighte