Bride of Retribution: Aloof Billionaire's Dominant Game

It seems everything has returned to calm, yet it also seems everything is in unrest.

Luna Miller’s health began to gradually improve, and as the new year approached, everyone in the Hallow Family had returned before the year’s end.

Charlotte Miller also moved back to the Hallow Family with Atlas Hallow.

The Hallow Family villa was very large, and the garden was beautiful. Their rooms had new crescent white shag carpets, the fireplace was always burning brightly, spreading warmth everywhere, but Charlotte felt uneasy all over. She had returned to this place.

She always felt the Hallow Family was a place that stifled humanity, and Charlotte discovered a strange phenomenon. Since she returned, Ava Walker had never shown up; she stayed in her room but never came out.

The housekeeper had someone send meals inside, and the food was very simple, not at all like what Ava Walker would eat.

Charlotte suspected that Ava might be under house arrest, but she couldn’t ask more.

Everything about the Hallow Family was bizarre, but she didn’t have much curiosity to observe how others’ worlds were. Now, she only hoped she could live safely; after all, the incident where Ava’s mother drugged her was really terrifying from the start.

Since she was already pregnant, Atlas mentioned that she didn’t have to follow the Hallow Family’s rule of coming down to eat on time, but Charlotte still began to prepare. She believed that since she had already married into the Hodge Family, as long as her health allowed, she should follow the rules. She never acted spoiled by favor and felt it completely unnecessary.

The Hallow Family’s place was large enough, making it feel somewhat empty. The sky had already darkened, and the wind outside was blowing fiercely, mixed with sizable raindrops that hit the glass window with a pattering sound, which made her somewhat annoyed.

Perhaps because she was the only one in the room outside, there was some vague unease.

For her, the Hallow Family was a magical place, hiding many terrifying secrets unknown to others.

Her bedroom downstairs faced the garden. Many leaves far away had already dried and turned yellow, with only a few tall pine trees staying as green and vivid as an oil painting, captivating her eyes. The room’s air was very good; Charlotte took a deep breath and walked barefoot back and forth on the shag carpet.

She planned to wait for Atlas Hallow to come back before going downstairs together, but then she thought it was the first dinner with his parents after their return. Wouldn’t greeting them first be more courteous?

With this thought, Charlotte went to the dressing table to tidy herself up.

First, she washed her face, then applied a rose essential oil mask; having good skin shouldn’t be ruined. This mask could be used until she gave birth, without any issue.

Although the fireplace kept burning on, staying long in that air made the skin dry. Which woman doesn’t wish to stay beautiful forever? She was no exception, and saying otherwise would be pretentious.

All women want to present themselves as always beautiful and charming before men; this is a shared selfishness among women, hoping they appear most beautiful so their man won’t be attracted away by other women.

Actually, after the office dispute, their situation became a bit odd. She seemed not too adapted; Atlas’s deliberate closeness made her uncomfortable, even when he held her sleeping at night. Could it be that she started to feel a slight rejection of this man?

Or was it because she liked his compromise more, so intimacy made her timid?

Whether it’s rejection or deeper affection, Charlotte, who was blank on emotional matters, was also trying to sort her feelings, and Atlas Hallow waited patiently, not forcing her into anything.

Now, during pregnancy, she shouldn’t wear makeup, but after finishing the mask, Charlotte looked at herself in the mirror. Her entire face turned moist and flawless with no trace of pores, the woman in the mirror looked pink and charmingly captivating.

Actually, her eyes were large enough, needing no eyeliner or eye shadow; her clear and vivid eyes appeared extremely appealing. She blinked her long lashes and smiled satisfied. At times, in this marriage battle, she would have the upper hand, probably because of such looks.