Bride of Retribution: Aloof Billionaire's Dominant Game

The two of them stared at each other, but it seemed as if they could no longer see into each other’s hearts.

”You promised Hailey Hill a child, you broke your promise. You used to say you liked me, but you never were honest with me. You thought everything could go the way you wanted, but Atlas Hallow, where in the world is such good fortune?” Charlotte Miller gave a bleak smile, refusing to look at the sorrow in Atlas Hallow’s eyes.

The clever light in her eyes concealed the repression and pain in her heart as she continued, ”So, she died, and I’ve left. Do you still want to entangle me now?”

Charlotte Miller approached him step by step, her words felt like sharp knives to Atlas Hallow, cutting through the air.

Yet he didn’t have the slightest ability to resist, willingly facing her blade, letting it cut him open, as if by doing so she would be able to see into his heart.

”Atlas Hallow, even if back then, you hadn’t made me a surrogate, it would still be unforgivable. You have no idea how terrifying it is to take a child away from a mother. You even had such thoughts, harming one woman just to fulfill another’s selfish desires. This frightens me terribly; we can only be like this...” Charlotte gently shook her head, feeling she had made herself clear today.

Listening to Charlotte’s words, Atlas Hallow’s thick eyelashes drooped, casting an alluring yet melancholic silhouette on his sharp face under the office lighting.

His voice was extremely hoarse, ”I admit, back then I had some selfish motives, but I didn’t know I would meet you. Charlotte, I never knew there could be a woman in this world who would attract me like you do, leaving me helpless...” Atlas Hallow’s words were filled with elegance yet overshadowed by deep sorrow.

Charlotte’s silhouette was clearly reflected in the floor-to-ceiling window as she stood there, crossing her slender arms to hold herself.

She was familiar with this height, having often stood there three years ago looking out at the view, but everything has changed. Charlotte sighed softly in her heart, saying, ”It’s all in the past now...”

”But you said you wanted to be with me for a lifetime. You said it was your sincere wish. So can you give me a chance now?” Atlas Hallow’s voice carried sadness, uttered slowly word by word.

It was as if he was making the simplest invitation, yet he knew Charlotte would surely refuse him without hesitation.

However, if he dared not even make such a request, what would he do in the future?

This path seemed long and arduous...

Charlotte stood just about a step away from him, but this step felt like it was separated by mountains and rivers, thorns and thickets.

He didn’t even know if he could reach the end, if he could bring her back to his side, but the first step she always had to take.

”I cannot find any reason to give you a chance.” Charlotte turned to look at Atlas Hallow, answering honestly.

”Do you remember? I asked you countless times why you married me. Even if you had answered truthfully back then, it wouldn’t have come to this, but you never honestly talked to me about this. Now, when you say it, what can I believe about you? Hailey Hill is already dead...” Charlotte said, feeling a sudden tremor in her heart, as if touched after being calm for so long.

A suffocating oppression and pain flashed across Atlas Hallow’s deep eyes.

His handsome face turned pale, his thin lips forming an incredibly desolate smile.

Hearing Charlotte say these words made his nose sting, so much that even a faint mist seemed to rise in his eyes.

He softly said, ”How could I tell you back then? Tell you that I was deceived by a woman, that the woman was just a prostitute who sold her body? Tell you she sold her first time, then used it, step by step, to approach me? These, in my eyes, are my life’s shame. If I could, I wish no one would ever know.” As Atlas Hallow spoke, his eyes stared directly at Charlotte.

”For the harm I caused in the past, I’m very sorry...” Atlas Hallow’s deep voice continued to linger in the air, his eyes full of profound and overwhelming sorrow, like an impenetrable fog.

He softly spoke, ”How should I compensate you? Tell me, I am willing to do anything for you.”