Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom
Chapter 1478 Memory of Great Concern

Everything felt chaotic when I thought about it.

If my guess was correct, what special significance did that brooch hold? It was truly intriguing to me.

That involuntarily led me to think about Hana. She had never admitted to being part of the Avila family, so was it just a coincidence that she had come to me?

It seemed it would be necessary for me to meet Hana and talk to her when I returned. She hadn't told me the truth last time.

As I lay there lost in thought, I hoped I was just overthinking it. Perhaps I had been tossing and turning for too long. Finally, exhaustion overcame me, and I gradually fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, a thunderous clap woke me up, but to my surprise, Atlas hadn't returned to our room yet.

The wind and rain were raging outside. Although it was the rainy season in Nocturnia, thunderstorms were rare.

The wind lifted the curtains high, and the chilly breeze blew in.

When I got up to close the window, lightning flashed across the night sky, followed by muffled thunder.

At that moment, the door suddenly opened, and I almost screamed.

Atlas had come in.

"Don't be afraid. I'm back." He hurried over, closed the window, and returned to my side to pat my back.

I leaned against his chest and caught a whiff of the rain outside.

"Did you just get back?" I asked weakly, leaning against him. "How did things go?" "Everything's been taken care of. Don't worry. Lie down. I'll change and come back."

I lay down as he instructed. He went into the dressing room, and I couldn't help but think that it definitely wasn't easy to handle everything even though he made it sound easy. en Narugi

After a simple clean-up, he climbed into bed and pulled me close.

I turned over and hugged his narrow waist, feeling much more secure.

"Do you know where Celine is?" I suddenly asked. "She left without taking anything, and I'm sure she won't just give up."

"I know where she is, and she won't

be able to do a thing. When she moved into the Pierce mansion, I wasn't willing to let her do so either Atlas said decisively. "Originally, none of this belonged to her. She shouldn't be nostalgic for it. Since she occupied it for twenty years, she should pay the price and experience what it's like to be homeless."

Atlas's tone was harsh, which showed what he was feeling. He looked at me seriously. "Did you wake up because you were scared?"

"Yeah. I didn't sleep for long either. Trinity just called," I said casually.

"Oh. What did she say?" Atlas asked nonchalantly.

"It was strange. She didn't say anything. She just asked if I remembered anything. Don't you think she's too concerned about my memory? I feel like my memory has some special significance for her. Otherwise, she wouldn't be so interested."

Atlas remained silent, and I saw him furrow his brows slightly in the dim light.

"Don't overthink it. Go to sleep. Your memory is yours. If it recovers, you'll be the first to know. Don't worry," he comforted me.

Atlas's words always calmed me, so I nestled into his arms and soon fell asleep again.

When I woke up the next day, the sun was shining brightly outside.

For a moment, I was uplifted by the wonderful weather.

After a quick wash, I hurried downstairs.

Tristan was talking to Atlas about something in the living room downstairs. However, something on the coffee table caught my attention.