Chapter 6 Chapter 6 I pulled the SIM card from my phone , my fingers steady despite the storm raging inside me .
Without hesitation , I tossed it into the airport trash can .
Then , without looking back , I boarded the plane .
On the other side of the world , Atlas stood atop a secluded mountain estate , watching the sun dip below the horizon .
Beside him , Ivy smiled , her delicate fingers adjusting a loose strand of her hair .
Just as Atlas reached out to fix it for her , his phone rang .
Annoyed , he pulled it out , his brows furrowing at the unfamiliar number .
Mr.
Whitmore , your wife … shes gone .
His hand stilled midair .
The warm glow of the sunset cast long shadows , but the sudden chill in his veins made him feel as if the temperature had dropped several degrees .
Gone ? His voice was sharp , controlled .
What do you mean ? The person on the other end hesitated , then spoke with clear apprehension .
The nurses said she left in the middle of the night .
And she left a document behind … You should see it for yourself .
Atlass grip on his phone tightened .
What document ? A pause a divorce agreement .
The words landed like a physical blow .
His chest constricted , his heartbeat a slow , forceful thud against his ribs .
He had to have misheard .
Or maybe this was some kind of joke .
Celeste wouldnt do this .
Even if she was angry , even if she refused to apologize , she wouldnt take things this far .
Beside him , Ivys expression flickered with something unreadable something sharp and dangerous but it disappeared in an instant .
She reached for his sleeve , her voice soft with concern .
18:00 Backup Girl No More : Adios To My V Card and My First Love 35.2 % Chapter 6 Celeste … did something happen to her ? she asked , tilting her head just slightly , feigning innocence .
Let me come with you, Atlas .
Maybe theres something I can do to help .
Atlas barely acknowledged her , nodding once before turning on his heel and striding down the mountain path .
A deep scowl had settled onto his face , his usual controlled composure fraying at the edges .
Ivy hurried after him , her delicate fingers brushing against his chest in a reassuring touch .
Dont worry , she murmured .
Im sure Celeste is fine .
The moment her hands made contact , irritation flared in Atlass chest .
His patience was already worn thin , and Ivys touch only fueled his frustration .

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With a sharp frown , he brushed her hands away .
Enough , he muttered .
The car ride to the hospital was silent .
Ivy stared at him , unsettled .
He had never rejected her touch before .
Her nails dug into her palm as she turned her attention to her phone , sending a quick text .
The reply came instantly .
Dont worry .
Its been handled .
Inside the VIP hospital suite , the tension was suffocating .
The hospital director sat rigidly in his chair , his forehead damp with nervous sweat .
It wasnt every day that a hospital lost a patient let alone the wife of Atlas Whitmore .
The moment the door swung open , the atmosphere dropped several degrees .
Atlas stepped in , his presence casting a heavy weight over the room .
The director stood abruptly , wringing his hands .
Mr.
Whitmore- Where is she ? Atlass voice was dangerously quiet , a sharp contrast to the fury simmering beneath his skin .
The director hesitated before shakily handing him a thin stack of papers .
Atlass gaze flickered down .
The words stared back at him , stark and unforgiving .
Deckun Girl No More : Adios To My V Card and My First Love 1 35.4 % Chapter 6 * Divorce Agreement * The crisp edges of the paper bit into his fingers as he flipped to the last page , and there it was Celestes signature .
A muscle ticked in his jaw .
His fingers curled around the papers , crumpling the edges as a dark storm gathered in his expression .
His voice , when he spoke , was lethal .
Where is she ? The hospital director swallowed hard .
We … we dont know .
She left in the middle of the night .
The nurses tried to stop her , but You lost her ? Atlass patience snapped , his voice a low growl .
A small , broken sob cut through the tense silence .
In the corner of the room , a young nurse wiped at her tear streaked cheeks .
I Its my fault , Mr.
Whitmore , she stammered .
I should have stopped her .
Shes still so weak after the miscarriage- The air was sucked from the room .
Atlass entire body went rigid .
His grip on the divorce papers tightened , the paper nearly crumpling in his fist .
What did you just say ? The nurse hiccupped , still crying .
S She lost the baby …