Bride of Retribution: Aloof Billionaire's Dominant Game

Because Atlas Hallow is that kind of person, she must not give him any chance to catch her weaknesses; at least at this moment, she will not be controlled by him.

Two days later, if she still insists on divorcing, she doesn’t know what Atlas Hallow will do to her.

Charlotte Miller doesn’t want to stir up these past events because some secrets, once spoken, are laid bare, dripping with blood. She fears that if she were to plainly speak them out, Atlas would completely tear his face apart and demand she have a child for him and Hailey Hill. What would she do then? With Atlas Hallow’s ability, it’s not difficult for him to keep her locked away for ten months.

Sitting on the marble floor, hugging herself tighter as she grew colder, she realized she’d lost the ability to communicate with Atlas Hallow. The recording Kinsley Lee played for her and that child with crystal eyes slipping away from her body were the killers of her relationship with him.

Atlas Hallow is the original sin. If he hadn’t married her to satisfy Hailey’s wishes, if he hadn’t succumbed to greed, coveting her body and always wanting her pregnant, maybe none of this would have happened.

Until now, Charlotte still couldn’t understand why he originally wanted her as a surrogate, yet somehow ended up making her pregnant with his child. But she didn’t want to think anymore; all she wished for was to leave and never see him again.

Atlas Hallow looked at Charlotte Miller; she was like a lost child, sitting on the ground hugging her legs, evoking a moment of heartache for him. He wanted to reach out and pick her up, but he restrained the impulse and walked out of the bathroom.

Since he said three days for her to think carefully, during these three days he truly gave her enough space to think.

After he left, his presence and scent gradually dissipated with his footsteps...

Charlotte stood naked from the floor and walked to the bathtub, filling it entirely with hot water, then added a few drops of soothing rose essential oil. The scent was particularly pleasant, carrying a gentle fragrance. But when she looked in the mirror, she couldn’t relax at all; her body was stiff. She stepped into the bathtub and gradually sat down, hot water quickly submerged her shoulders; the body had just been a bit cold, the skin turning icy, causing a slight sting upon immersion. Slowly, she sank underwater, closed her eyes, wishing to escape it all, only seeing long hair swirling in water, shadows flickering through closed eyes...

Just now, when Atlas turned to leave the bathroom, he seemed somewhat desolate.

That kind of desolation gave her an impulse to cling to him. It’s said women love lying, but actually, men are better at deceit.

This man married her with terrifyingly unspeakable intentions, deceiving her for so long. She asked him numerous times, but never heard a single truthful word from his mouth, how could she still trust him?

During this long night, one tossed restlessly in the bedroom, while the other sat smoking in the study, waiting for dawn...

Jack Smith’s concert day just happened to be Saturday.

The weather was exceptionally good, like spring placed all the softest winds and warmest sunshine on this day, branches sprouting tender leaves, seemingly

But Charlotte was in no mood to enjoy this beautiful day.

Atlas Hallow’s influence on her was evident; her mind, once always precise, knowing clearly what she wanted to do, was completely disordered after this incident happened. Her thoughts felt like a tangled ball of yarn, impossible to unravel again.

Still wandering aimlessly outside, then finding a coffee shop to stay for an afternoon, she wouldn’t feel hungry; two cups of coffee seemed enough energy for the day.

Every moment she pondered how she should continue to interact with Atlas; a quick divorce seemed unlikely, but to continue entangling?

Upon this thought, Atlas Hallow’s sharply defined face would flash in her mind.

She knew what she feared, only she knew. She feared that the longer they stayed together, the deeper she would fall. If a woman knowingly stays beside a man as harm continues, how pitiful it would be. Hence, she must extract herself while she still had reason; she did not want to love without dignity.