Beyond the Divorce

Chapter 771 The Special Day

For some reason, the lingering smell of blood in my memory was too intense, making the breakfast in front of me tasteless.

After a few bites, I pushed away the breakfast. Atlas asked, "Why are you eating so little? Don't you like it?"

I shook my head, looking at him. "It's not that I don't like it. I just can't eat."

Instinctively, I reached for my temple and rubbed it.

Atlas nervously grabbed my wrist. "What's wrong? Another headache?"

"Yeah, maybe I had a nightmare. I didn't sleep well. It'll pass in a bit. Don't worry!" I quickly perked up, fearing he would make a big deal out of it.

Atlas quickly finished his meal and placed the used dishes in the sink.

Just as he finished cleaning up, the doorbell rang again. I was about to answer it when he grabbed my arm. "I'll go!"

Atlas strode toward the front door. I turned curiously, thinking about how noisy today had been. It seemed like the doorbell hadn't stopped ringing since Oliver came and rang it at midnight.

I saw Atlas open