Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom novel Chapter 1318

Chapter 1318 Harsh Criticism

I nestled in his arms, pouting. "I don't want to burden you too much."

"But this is a special time for us. Our little one is on the way. That makes my responsibility even heavier. I won't shy away from it. Plus, I'll support whatever decision you make."

When Atlas said that, he was serious, leaving no room for doubt.

"We've been handling the Chandler family business from start to finish, so we can't miss this final trial. It's not just about supporting Beatrice. We also need to wrap up our affairs properly. That's how we can achieve a perfect ending to this chapter." His words moved me deeply. He spoke not only to relieve my burden but also to ensure I knew about his unwavering support.

"And there's a third reason too. I've already confirmed the grand opening ceremony for Arkadia Plaza in Gerby on Saturday. We can't miss it, no matter what." His reasons were undeniably compelling.

I was overjoyed and threw myself into his arms. "I knew it. You'd never blame me. You're the best husband ever."

It might have sounded like flattery to anyone listening, but Atlas wasn't one to fall for that.

He held me closer, kissing me on the lips before speaking. "I actually do blame you, and I'm not happy about that. Because in some ways, you don't trust me, and you lack confidence in me. That really bothers me." Sitting on his lap, I gazed at his strikingly handsome face, which was as serious as ever.

"Me? I trust you!" I protested, trying to sound playful.

"Do you? You underestimate my love for you. You often don't trust my support for you. You doubt whether I understand certain things. You don't know me well enough."

As he spoke, his gaze bore into mine, and in that moment, I understood his innermost thoughts. I realized I hadn't truly understood him.

After all, he had pursued me relentlessly for eighteen years. How could I question that resilience?

"I know you know everything I think about. I always felt like I was stretching things a little wherever I tried to explain things to you." I felt slightly guilty.

"Since you know that, you should

Bourdamun, felt a little queasy after napping in Carol's car. I felt like I

was going to throw up at lunch, but the noodles I had were tangy and sweet. It was surprisingly tasty."

His large hand patted my back reassuringly. "That's good. Seems like the baby's behaving."

"Have you read the proposal for Old Bourdamun?" I asked as I suddenly remembered it.