Beyond the Divorce

I watched as he disappeared, feeling a bit uneasy. I wondered if Lauren would have a change of heart.

I felt that this time, Oliver was genuinely sincere.

He had kneeled in front of everyone, including Foswood's business elite. This showed his sincerity. It was a significant gesture.

As people around me started discussing Oliver's departure, I looked at Atlas, who had somehow appeared beside me.

I scolded him a bit. "Why did you pull me? We need to go check on them!"

He looked at me, extending his arm to pull me into his embrace protectively. He gazed at my dissatisfied face with a tender smile and said, "They need some personal space. They're not kids anymore. What are you worried about?"

I pondered his words. He did make sense.

As I lifted my gaze to the dispersing crowd, I noticed that those left were mostly women with starry-eyed expressions, unable to hide their admiration.

Not far away, Harmony was staring at Atlas's handsome face.

Philip and Evelyn, who had caused the commotion earlier, walked over. "Atlas... Mr. Atlas!"

Atlas glanced at him with a stern look. "Take care of your woman!"

Philip had no room to say anything further.

Looking at Atlas, I asked, "Are you staying or leaving?"

"It's up to you. I came to take you home. Don't forget our daughter is waiting for us," he whispered in my ear.

I smiled knowingly. Since my target had vanished and Lauren was nowhere to be found, I lost interest in the event. "Let's go home!"

We exchanged a smile, and he wrapped his arm around my waist. In front of many onlookers, we walked out of the banquet hall.

The next day, several major events unfolded in Foswood, but Oliver's public proposal at the party stole the headlines and became the talk of the town.

In fact, the scene from last night had already spread to the internet, thanks to gossip enthusiasts. By morning, everyone in Foswood had seen it. Moreover, the online discussions continued.This content © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

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Ivanna was furious last night. Even before I reached home, she called, asking what was going on.

The stories that circulated online

were now even more detailed than my account. People had added their own analyses and speculations to the discussion, making it more sensational.

In the morning, I resisted calling Lauren, fearing I might disturb the two lovers' reconciliation.

However, Lauren walked into my office early in the morning with dark eyebags.

Seeing her like that, I felt completely deflated, a sense of disappointment settling in. Something seemed off.

I looked at her, waiting for her to explain.

She weakly sat on the sofa and told me, "Make Carol get me a cup of coffee right away."

I pressed the button, and Carol appeared promptly.

Seeing Lauren's condition, she

turned without waiting for my

Soon, she returned with a stearet

cup of coffee.

After a few sips, Lauren began to lose her composure when she realized I had not spoken.

"Do you not care about my life and death? You're too much! Why are we even friends?" She accused me with wide eyes.

"I was just waiting for you to speak. Why are you in such a hurry?" I retorted. "What's going on with you?"

"What's going on with me? What do you think?" She glared at me. "Do you think I've reconciled with him?"

I nodded immediately. "Yes!"

"Yes, my ass!" She cursed. "What do you think of me? Do you really understand me?"

She stared at me, reproachful.