Bride of Retribution: Aloof Billionaire's Dominant Game

She really wants a legitimate job, why not take this opportunity to fight for it again? The Hallow Family is almost back, and she has to go back to live with them, which will suffocate her. She must strive to work outside, even if not in Ethan’s company, she is willing to work with Atlas Hallow at the Hallow Clan. Being pregnant doesn’t mean her hands and feet are broken; why should she have to stay at home? She just doesn’t like it.

”Have you really considered me dead, Charlotte? You worked outside for more than ten days right under my nose,” Atlas Hallow’s face darkened, as calm yet frightening as the sea before a storm.

He has been too indulgent with Charlotte Miller, which is why she dares to act this way.

”If I considered you dead, I would have gone to work with drums and gongs, would I have hidden it from you?” Charlotte’s face held a half-smile, and as her eyes locked onto Atlas, her initial fear began to dissipate.

”Did you stay abroad for too long, that even your mind is damaged? This is the U.S.A, you are my woman.” Atlas looked at Charlotte, this young girl indeed had a bit of the fearless spirit of a newborn calf. She dared to speak so boldly to him, despite secretly going out to work. Does she really believe he cannot control her?

”What’s wrong with the U.S.A? What’s wrong with being your woman? Are women in the U.S.A not allowed to work, or is it that your woman can’t work?” Charlotte felt a headache coming on. After all, Atlas was profoundly traditionally chauvinistic at heart, or perhaps it’s just this way for her.

He wanted to control her, control her every action.

It wasn’t just about controlling her actions; it even extended to controlling her body. From the beginning, when she was unwilling to get pregnant, he insisted on having her bear a child. A man’s desire for control is terrifying, and with a successful man like Atlas Hallow, it’s even more frightening. They do not allow disobedience because a woman’s disobedience equates to refusal, and refusal is a challenge to their successful status.

In Charlotte’s world, the best male-female relationships are definitely not about male superiority and female inferiority. She wants to stand at the same height as Atlas, even if she’ll never be as successful in her career. At least she should be equal in the independence of her personality, since they like each other, but she shouldn’t be parasitic or reliant on him.

Perhaps, many people might think that marrying into a wealthy family would allow her to live a comfortable life, yet she insists on seeking her own hardships. But Charlotte knows that only after experiencing enough suffering can she earn the right to enjoy happiness.

”Is it necessary?” Atlas watched Charlotte’s small face, which displayed various expressions in an instant, as if she were in a struggle with herself. She must have been holding these thoughts in for a long time, right?

”Is it not necessary? No one can guarantee the future. Can you guarantee that? Guarantee not to hurt me forever, guarantee to love me just as much when I grow ignorant from domesticity or become overweight from childbirth, guarantee to love me just as much when time takes away my beauty? Can you promise that? Even if you dare to guarantee it, I don’t dare to believe it. There are too many empty pledges in this world. If you hurt me one day, what do I use to heal my wounds?” Between Charlotte and Atlas, the closer they get, the more dangerous it becomes, and both Charlotte and Atlas are fully aware of it.

He hasn’t laid bare all of his secrets to her, nor has she placed everything in his hands.

Atlas Hallow’s secrets are unspeakable, and being unspeakable makes Charlotte Miller unwilling to trust him completely. That’s just how things are—after twists and turns, they always return to the starting point.

”You don’t trust me?” Atlas Hallow’s heart trembled greatly. She was the first woman he had ever met, the first he wanted to cherish, yet she spoke such words, as if his heart were being slashed by a knife, causing excruciating pain.

”The future is too distant, it’s not that I don’t trust you, I don’t even trust myself. Let’s leave everything to time.” Charlotte sat opposite Atlas, her eyes like ripples in water, captivating yet saddening.

Why is Charlotte so pessimistic? Did she ever encounter something before? Her views on life and love do not resemble those of a typical twenty-year-old girl, always possessing a sense of desperate resolve.

Deep within her soul, there must be something he hasn’t touched.

Charlotte Miller feels a profound lack of security, and through these matters, Atlas has discovered all her wisdom, her careful responses, and even when she initially arranged to surrender and compromise, it all stemmed from her insecurity.

But what is the cause?