Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

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My mom immediately answered, "Yes, I remember clearly, he was very tall and skinny. I heard him say, 'Send someone to watch over this girl! She knows me, and if she wakes up, it'll be over. That brat has been looking for her and he doesn't know if she's still alive or dead."" I was anxious. I knew that the little girl she described was me. These were fragments of memories I hadn't erased.

The tall and skinny man she mentioned should be the man who tookaway after I was thrown out of the car.

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I was about to say his name, but my mom continued, "The most crucial thing is, he also said, 'if it doesn't work out, we can only give her a sleeping injection after checking her injuries and take her away! Find a place to hide her, but we must not let any word slip out!"" I involuntarily looked at Atlas, only to see his face darken significantly.

Atlas lowered his gaze to me, and we said in unison, "Clark Norton!" My dad continued, "When Moira returned from the hospital to tellabout this, I thought this girl must have a secret on her just like our daughter. Your mom then cup with a bold idea to take you away." I looked at my mom, and she said, "It was just an idea at the time, but we were determined to steal you away no matter what." "But it wasn't so easy. We were being watched. Moira was afraid that something might happen, and you would be taken away if it took too long! In a moment of desperation, she turned around and poured a chemical solution from the laboratory onto her hand, burning it severely." I murmured as I looked at my mom, "So that's how you got the scar on your hand?" Only then did she nod, looking at her left hand.

My mother had a patch of ugly, wrinkled scars all across her left hand, from the wrist to the fingertips.

Whenever I questioned my mother how she got that scar, she would casually reply that it was from a burn when she was younger. Whenever I asked how she got burned, she would dismiss it as a minor issue and claim she couldn't recall specific details.

It turned out it was to save me. From the hideous scar, it must have been a severe injury at the time.

"The people monitoring us assumed it was a genuine injury, so they hurried us to the hospital. Then, Moira saw that man paying the medical staff and nurses to have the little girl's hospital records deleted.

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"It seemed like he wanted to take the child away so she took the initiative. She quietly carried the little girl away and hid her in a garbage truck.

"It was fortunate that just when the man noticed the child was missing, a group of people from the hospital cto inquire about the little girl's situation. The man slipped away!" "Another group of people came?" I looked at Atlas with sskepticism.

"That should be from my grandmother's house!" Atlas said, "Because according to the timeline, by that time, people from my grandmother's house had already found me." My dad continued, "We fled the town overnight with the child. At that time, the child hadn't fully regained consciousness. We bought tickets to Norward with false identities and only stayed in each place for a few days. Content belongs to en.kikistoriesQUMS swn "After that, we drove about a lot before eventually making our getaway from the border. In short, we had to travel about for a full two years before we could finally return to Zydan." "No wonder there were no complete clues to be found!" Atlas said lightly, "But we are sure that Oscar Parson and Lucas Paul must be the sperson!" "I've had the most number of names! We made up names on the spot and changed them for every place we went. The only thing worth celebrating is that we had more than enough, thanks to our savings at the time," My dad chuckled self-deprecatingly. Content belongs to en.kikistories"The child woke up on the way, but she resisted us very much, constantly trying to escape." My dad's expression was distraught when he said this.

But Atlas huggedtightly as if afraid of losingagain.

"We were in agony. No matter how we explained, she pretended to be obedient in front of us. But as soon as she saw outsiders, she called for help. She kept saying she wanted to find her friend! When we asked who her friend was, she refused to say anything!" Content belongs to en.kikistoriesAtlas tenderly kissed my head, holdingtightly.

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