Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom novel Chapter 1522

He quickly reached out to support my body, nodding solemnly at me. I stared at him in disbelief.

We locked eyes like that, and he still nodded confidently at me. After a while, he pulled me into his embrace again, whispering softly, "Trust me. Everything is under my control. You've been amazing. So remember, our child is the most important. Got it?"

I felt an unprecedented sense of security in his arms at that moment. Though we had many challenges ahead, I knew with him by my side, we would never lose.

Though accepting what he had just told me was difficult, I believed he had his reasons.

"Is what you're saying true?" I asked him, still finding it hard to believe.

He nodded firmly. "So, don't worry. Your health and our child come first, and I'll handle everything at work.

At that moment, I suddenly remembered my own health. Instinctively, I reached out to touch my stomach. The round, solid bump gave me some reassurance. "What did the doctor say?"

"You're too exhausted. This can't go on. Don't forget, these two inside are still too small!" Atlas emphasized, "If something were to happen to you and the baby, wouldn't that be a huge loss?"

"Do you have confidence?" I looked at him.

He gently laid me back on the hospital bed, gazing at me intently, and softly said, "When have I ever miscalculated, my dear wife?"

Hearing his words, I finally felt relieved, but I quickly asked, "But what if...?"

"No 'buts' from you!" Atlas said firmly, "Right now, you need to rest. What's coming next is the main event. If you want me to allow you to continue in your position, you must eat something and get some good sleep. I promise to keep you informed of any developments."

I stared at him for a long time before reluctantly nodding. "Okay."

Upon hearing my agreement, a faint smile finally appeared on his serious face. Just then, Carol knocked on the door and entered, carrying a stack of food boxes.

Atlas quickly lifted me, pulled out a small table, and Carol swiftly arranged the food. At that moment, I truly felt hungry. I realized my last proper meal was at Pleca Park.

As I watched Atlas directing operations on the phone, I pondered what he had told me while hungrily devouring the food in front of me.