Bride of Retribution: Aloof Billionaire's Dominant Game

His heart sank for a moment as Atlas Hallow hung up the phone and walked to the dressing room to change into a set of clothes.

On such a morning, with warm and soft beauty in his arms, she was so sweet he couldn’t pull away, yet he had to go to the hospital.

Atlas always felt that Hailey Hill was acting a bit off, although he hadn’t given it much thought. He figured she was just throwing a minor tantrum but never anticipated she would impulsively attempt suicide.

Charlotte Miller emerged from the bathroom, her collar still open, faintly revealing her elegant and sensual butterfly bones.

She leaned lazily against the door frame, her gaze rippling with a trace of seductive moisture, even her voice seemed to have become more alluring and enticing: ”Isn’t today supposed to be a day off?”

Watching Atlas Hallow put on a dark gray sweater, black pants, and lastly a dark green coat, he looked exceptionally handsome, like a supermodel stepping out from a fashion magazine.

Perhaps because it was a day off, he didn’t wear formal attire, which was really appealing, making him look less serious.

Atlas stepped forward, suppressing his inner irritation, pinching her lips then bending down to roughly suck on them, saying in a low voice: ”I have something urgent, I can’t join you for lunch.”

His expression was much more serious than before, it really must be something urgent; Charlotte bit her somewhat swollen lips and nodded.

As Atlas left, the air still lingered with his layered musk fragrance, refusing to dissipate...

A solitary morning could still be beautiful, a bouquet of elegant lisianthus stood on the kitchen counter, in soft pink, pale purple, and white, alongside a plate of thoroughly washed fruit. After eating two strawberries, Charlotte decided to head out.

She should visit her parents, it’s been days since she last went. Meanwhile, she could check on Luna Miller’s movie progress and the budget usage.

Luna didn’t want to talk about it, but she had no choice but to ask.

Although this sum of money was incomparable to the funds used for Atlas Hallow’s current project, her principle was to take responsibility for every penny that left her hands; it was basic professional ethics and her vocational belief.

Even on a holiday morning, the hospital remained busy, it was a place that would never be quiet.

The air was filled with the persistent smell of disinfectant as Atlas Hallow strode toward the emergency room.

How did he end up in such a situation with Hailey Hill?

Back in school, Hailey Hill was a simple girl who loved dancing, and it was this specialty that brought her to this so-called elite school.

Her affection for him was obvious, she liked to appear in dresses wherever he was, would secretly glance at him until he noticed, then quickly turn her face away. Being together was simple, perhaps drawn by her youthful charm during an event, after her performance, they had an encounter.

It followed the need of the body, and at that time Hailey appeared adorable, timidly reluctant to go public, and he was content with the ease.

Atlas Hallow never believed in the existence of love in this world. Throughout the years, watching those around him love passionately, he always thought it seemed like an artificial performance.

If a man needed a woman for physical gratification, perhaps Hailey Hill was the ideal type. If not for the events that unfolded, perhaps he would have married Hailey, because if love doesn’t exist, marrying any woman is the same.

Atlas Hallow never realized how intensely his father would react to Hailey Hill. Once he found out occasionally, his father firmly insisted that he completely sever ties with Hailey, using all sorts of means to threaten him.

The most hated thing in his life was being threatened; he could never allow anyone to threaten him.

The war with his father was something only Atlas Hallow understood; it wasn’t battled for Hailey Hill. It was fought for himself, so he wouldn’t be manipulated throughout his life, not succumbing to his father’s authority by doing things he unwillingly obliged.

But the more it happened, the more Hailey Hill believed he loved her deeply, and his father thought he was obsessed. During a business trip abroad, Hailey Hill was taken to the operating table, where everything a woman should have inside her belly was removed.