Beyond the Divorce

His Phone is Still Turned Off



Just then, Arnold walked over from the main hall and noticed the two of us chatting. He came over with a playful smile, saying, "What secrets are you two girls talking about? Care to share them with me?"

Hana smiled and answered with an excuse. "It's getting late. I should go home."

After saying that, she stood up from the rocking chair. "Could you please take me back?"

"What if I say no?" Arnold smiled playfully, looking mischievous. "You can stay here."

"No way!" Hana immediately retorted. Blushing, she said, "I have to go back even if it's late."

I knew she was sharing a place with Joyce, and they got along well. "How's Joyce's relationship with Ryan?"

Hana smiled. "They're doing very well."

"You have to give them some space, okay? If you stay here, I can show you a movie. We can watch movies all night if you want," Arnold suggested. Hana looked puzzled, "Here?"

I smiled. "It's true. There's a home theater in the annex, and we have a lot of classic movies.

At that moment, my little "matchmaker" rushed over. "Uncle Arnold, I want to watch a movie too. Hana, can we watch together?"

Hana immediately squatted down to hug Ava. "We'll do it next time, okay, sweetheart? It's getting late, and I have to go home." "No, you can stay here. There are lots of rooms in the house." She spoke with sincerity, her big, pleading eyes sparkling.

I sighed inwardly. She was a great wingwoman for Arnold.

Hana hesitated, and I smiled and said, "Go ahead. The new version of Avatar is excellent."

"Let's go." Arnold didn't hesitate and grabbed Hana's hand. "You're safe here. Don't worry."

Hana was led helplessly away by Arnold while Ava escorted them from behind.

As I watched them leave, I fell into contemplation.

It seemed that Hana's story wasn't as simple as she claimed. She hadn't told me the whole truth.

Since I had been left alone, I suddenly realized that Atlas would be coming home late today. I picked up my phone and checked the time, only to see that it was almost 9 p.m. He hadn't returned yet, and there hadn't been a call or text from him.

It was strange, because he would call me even when he was even a little late. He said nothing about it today.

I unlocked my phone and dialed his number. The automated voice rang on the end of the line again. "The number you have dialed has been switched off. Please leave a message after the beep."

Suddenly, in that fleeting moment, a flash of insight crossed my mind.

I quickly hung up and called Cane. His phone had been switched off as well.

My heart sank. Both their phones had been turned off. That was strange.

I quickly stood up from the chair and rushed upstairs to Atlas's study. After I turned on the lights, I went to the desk, but I didn't see the notebook. My heart sank. He must have set off for Bermuda.

So that was why he had seemed reluctant when he left. That realization made me slap my forehead.

I paced back and forth in the room, unable to accept it. How could he go to Bermuda alone? Hadn't we always said we would go together?NôvelDrama.Org owns all content.

My only biological relative was there, waiting to be rescued. I couldn't just sit and wait for news of him here.

But they had already set off, and I didn't know Bermuda that well. How could I find them?

The more I thought about it, the

angrier I became. I was very upset with Atlas. He always acted as if he knew everything and made

decisions alone. I was fine wither

taking the lead on other things, but this was about my father's life. Why should he deprive me of my right to do something about it?

If anything had happened to him, it would be my lifelong regret.

No, I had to go, I decided. I needed to personally bring my father back home.

As the thought flashed in my mind, I started thinking about people I could take with me. But none of them seemed suitable.

Grayson was focusing on the project

in Solaris and I couldn't ask him to leave. Ivanna was pregnant, and it wouldn't be right to ask her. Besides,

Oliver was still in the hospital, and he

wasn't doing so well.

I went through one person after another in my mind, feeling disheartened. Suddenly, I pounded the table and slapped my forehead.

Dylan had been out with Loak for so long. I had no idea what they were up to.

Loak?

I immediately thought of Anya. Yes, Anya would be perfect. She knew Bermuda very well!