Chapter 220
Beyond the Divorce
Provocation I didnât return to my place for dinner with Ryan and my family that night. Instead, I stayed with Atlas.
After what he told me, I couldnât leave him alone in his vast mansion on New Yearâs Eve.
He told me a lot about his happy times with his parents before he turned ten. However, he didnât mention his life after losing them, and I didnât dare to ask. I believed those were the scars he didnât want to reopen.
No wonder he loved being home so much, and he was so patient with Ava. I guessed he was emulating his dad.
While listening to his stories, I had a strange feeling that I had lost many happy memories. I only remembered things from my senior year of high school but had no memories of what happened before.
I couldnât recall much of my childhood or how my parents treated me. It was as if I had no friends. I even envied Atlas for speaking of his past happiness and sorrow. Still, I wondered if I had chosen to forget certain things.
I wanted to ask him about Annalise, but my words would always get stuck in my throat. Atlas and I spent New Yearâs Day snuggled together.
Unbeknownst to me, a reception occurred at the Pierce familyâs mansion in Nocturnia that day.
However, it ended in disarray due to Atlasâs absence. As a result, it affected me, even though I was in Foswood.
I returned to work when the holiday ended. Surprisingly, the first client to visit my company was Stella.
She smiled and cheerfully entered my office, saying, âHappy New Year, Chloe!â
I was stunned but admired her acting skills and impeccable composure. It would be a waste of her skills if I didnât engage her. âItâs been a while, Ms. Stella. You look like you had a lovely New Year. Did you celebrate in Nocturnia?â
I smiled as I spoke.
Stella casually sat on the sofa and said, âOh, yes! The Pierce family has many traditions and events during the New Year, so I had to return, especially this year. I was in a hurry when I left and didnât have time to say goodbye to you. No matter where Atlas and I are, we must return to visit our parents yearly.â
âOh, your biological parents are also in Nocturnia?â I asked deliberately.
Stella looked at me in surprise, âYou didnât know?â
âWhat?â I feigned curiosity.
My dad used to be the assistant to Atlasâs parents. My dad and Atlasâs parents last went on a business plane crash. W The family buried them close to each other, so Atlas and I return to pay our respects yearly,â Stella spoke of these events without a hint of sorrow, âLater, my mom was heartbroken and fell severely ill.
She passed away in less than half a year, and then Mrs. Celine adopted me.
âAtlas and I share a similar fate, and it all started with the Pierce family. Thatâs why they take good care of me, especially Atlas. He once swore at my parentsâ grave that he would never upset me.â
âOh! I listened with great interest but felt bitter inside. It seemed Atlas had always protected her. I said casually, âNo wonder Mr. Atlasâs birthday is so important to you.â
âHaha! Yes, how could I forget? Thatâs the anniversary of our parentsâ deaths and the day Atlas despises the most,â She laughed wickedly, with a cunning look.
Then she stared at me meaningfully and said, âI always prepare gifts for him and find a suitable time to give them to him. Itâs a way to celebrate his birthday without touching on his parentsâ deaths.â
Stella made perfect sense. She had shifted all the blame to me, causing Atlasâs outburst. I was frustrated at myself for being too stupid not to realize it sooner.
I hadnât forgotten how Atlas shouted at me that night, asking me who told me about his birthday and calling me stupid. It meant he knew Stella was behind it. Still, he hadnât blamed her that night.
Otherwise, Stella wouldnât have come to refresh my memory from that night. It seemed she came to provoke me today.