Beyond the Divorce

Suddenly, I noticed a hint of hopelessness in his gaze.

"Our daughter was nine years old at that point. My "skills" allowed us to live a prosperous and carefree life. When the city where I was studying, Norton, called me back to the country, I didn't dare go back. I knew deep down that what I did was contradictory to my

homeland. I had no way back, no way home!"

I glanced at Atlas. He had made an irreparable mistake.

It sent shivers down my spine.

No wonder he had connections with Bermuda. And they had been relentless in their pursuit.

My dad looked at us. "One day, I finally realized that I had led my family to the edge of a cliff. I wanted to hit the brakes. I changed my name to 'Tony,' which was the mysterious Tony Paul from Bermuda, and Moira changed her name to 'Yunia'. "Then, to be more discreet, we moved the whole family to a remote and quiet town, wanting to live incognito and get away from the harassment of those people," My dad looked helpless, and I could imagine the unease he felt at the time. "But I was naive. We only lived a quiet life for less than two years. One day, my daughter suddenly vanished out of nowhere. We searched every corner of the small town, but she was nowhere to be found. I suspected that it must have been them.

"Sure enough, they told me that if we wanted to find our daughter, we had to continue to work for them, otherwise we would never see our daughter again. I had no choice but to give in as I was desperate to save my daughter. I continued to develop new formulas for them while trying to get my daughter back. It was terrible. We were desperate, but we couldn't find anyone to help us."

He had been bearing it calmly until now, but suddenly, he started crying.

It was one of the few times I had ever seen my dad lose control. The last time it happened was when I divorced Matthew, and he had hugged me and cried loudly in anger. But it was even more terrible this time.

"Dad! Don't be like this. That's all in the past now." I stood up and moved closer, crouching before him and extending my hand to dab at the tears on his cheeks.

He grasped my hand, shaking his head and sobbing even more before saying, "But... we waited in agony for 2 years and still couldn't find our daughter. Your mom and I both knew in our hearts that our daughter was no longer with us," He choked. "She must be... gone!" My mom's voice shook uncontrollably. "She was so lovely and good!"

"Chloe... over the years, we treated you as if you were the daughter we found. We didn't want to lose you, but..." My mom hugged me.

As I hugged her, I said firmly, "I won't let you leave me! Absolutely not!"

"How did you find Chloe then?" Atlas interrupted.

My dad tried to calm himself down. He looked at Atlas and said, "At that time, we didn't want to give up. After all, she was our beautiful daughter.

"We were oppressed and threatened

while secretly looking for our

daughter, but we found nothing. One day, Moira saw a little girl who had been seriously injured and brought to the hospital in that small town." My dad looked at my mom.

My mom continued, "She was the same age as our daughter, and I went crazy with excitement at the time. I didn't even realize how

excited was. But later, I found out that she wasn't our daughter

Despite her astonishing beauty, she

seemed barely alive."

My dad took over, "Moira called me immediately to tell me about it. I comforted her, saying that we would find our daughter for sure. I urged her to come home quickly. After all, that was someone else's child."

"I didn't want to leave and kept an

eye on the situation. As I was about to go home, heard the man who had brought her there on the phone in the corridor. He said, 'She's not dead. She's Rory White's daughter. She's useful, so keep her alive! Only she can lure out Rory White. We can't let Rory live!" My mom vividly recounted the situation at the time.

"When I heard him say they couldn't let Rory live, I was startled. That meant there was something fishy going on!"

I thought about how aware and desperate my mother must have felt at the moment, having just lost her child.Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

"Was he a tall and thin man?" Atlas asked.

When I heard Atlas's question, I thought of someone!