Chapter 300
Beyond the Divorce
Strong Intuition Ivanna looked at me in confusion and nervousness. âWhy? Is someone forcing you?â
âNâNo, itâs not that!â I shook my head and explained, âFor some reason, I feel thereâs an inexplicable force pushing me. Itâs not just about Atlasâs love.â
Ivanna stared at me, still not wholly understanding my words.
âI wanted to escape many times. I know I donât deserve Atlas. Anyone would think Iâm delusional for even considering being with him. Still, I always feel like thereâs a prevailing connection between us, and it keeps getting stronger.â
I spoke solemnly to Ivanna, âIâve had that thought for a while but always doubted myself. That inexplicable force pushes and pulls me whenever something related to Atlas arises.
Ivanna chuckled, âDid you fall too deeply into this? Is that it?â
I looked at her with severity and asked, âDo you think Iâm trying to justify being with him?â
Ivanna hesitated before nodding. âA little.â
âNo, I even feel like he has appeared in my life before,â I surprised myself with that statement, âBut I canât find any evidence to confirm it. Oh, you know that Iâm very much like Harmony, right? Still, someone else is even more similar to me than her.â
I told Ivanna about Annalise immediately after, and Ivana looked at me in disbelief. âYou found pictures of Annalist that look like you?â
âI did, and itâs more than just a resemblance. Itâs like we share the same soul. I told you I have missing pieces of my memories, right?â I shared my doubts with Ivanna.
âMemories?â Ivanna looked at me in shock. âYouâve mentioned it before, but could it be true?â
âYou didnât believe me when I told you, but I have an old injury I donât recall. I asked my mom, but she was pretty elusive about it. Itâs unsettling.â I was dissatisfied with my momâs response to my questions.
Ivanna remained silent until she finally said, âI canât imagine this. Is it possible?â
Thatâs why Iâve always felt a strange connection between me and Atlas,â I told her unequivocally.
After a long pause, she patted me on the shoulder. âLetâs just try our best. Itâs okay as long as you donât have regrets. Oh, any news from Matthewâs side?â
ishook my head. âNo his son should be almost a month old now.â
âLetâs hope he stops bothering you now that he has a son!â Ivanna exclaimed, sounding somewhat relieved. âI wish I had the chance to teach that scoundrel a lesson.â
Suddenly, Ava stopped and blinked her big eyes at us, saying sternly, âI donât want that bad daddy anymore! He and Aunt Melanie are evil! Iâll protect Mommy and beat up that bad aunt when I grow up!â
i exchanged a glance with Ivanna. We didnât expect her to eavesdrop while she was playing. Ivanna got up and sat next to Ava on the ground. âMy little angel is right. They are bad people! Letâs stay strong and not take their nonsense!â
I joined them, sitting down and playing the game with them. Ava laughed heartily, looking more beautiful than ever.
We played late into the night. Avaâs eyes grew heavy when we left, and I had to carry her. My daughter had indeed grown a lot without me realizing it. Suddenly, I thought about how Atlas would have taken her from my arms.
I wondered where he was now and if he was okay. I couldnât figure out why Atlas had gone silent after his accident. We couldnât find any trace of him, even when I sent Grayson to search every hospital.
However, I confronted Celine outside the emergency room that day. No one else could have been inside besides Atlas. I made a daring assumption. If it wasnât Atlas, who could it be?