Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom novel Chapter 1190

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!"