Chapter 472
Chapter 472 A Slap on the Face Atlas’s face darkened as he looked at her.
“Mr. Atlas… H-How’d you end up here?” Harmony’s voice was trembling, her gaze unsteady as she looked at Atlas. She balled her hands into tight fists.
“Ms. Harmony, please tell me why I shouldn’t be here.” Atlas’s words cut through the tension as he took a seat beside me.
His face looked unusually somber.
“Answer me. When did I agree to be your boyfriend? Did I do something that made you misunderstand?” “I… She…” Harmony stammered, her words disjointed.
RR YW Her face shifted between oe fear.
“You tried to bind me, spreading rumors that I’m your boyfriend and confusing my family. I’ve been patient, but it seems you’ve overstepped.” Atlas’s thin lips were pressed together, his gaze sharp. “But s-she’s…” Harmony’s words were faltering.
“She looks like you? I don’t see it.” Atlas lowered his gaze, pulling me into his embrace.
“Does my woman need to rely on someone else’s power?” Atlas clasped my hand in his, his eyes cold. “Do you even compare to her? We never wanted to go public because we preferred a quiet life. But now you’ve come to provoke us.
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WL] fet bP “Who gave you the courage to humiliate my soon-to-be wife? It’s already immoral of you to spread rumors about me being your boyfriend, and now you show up here to provoke me. Do I need to call the police, or will you see yourself out?” Atlas’ words were bitter and intimidating, with no room for debate.
Harmony was still unsatisfied. “S-She jsiet “Chloe is my fiancee! So, please respect yourself. Stop spreading your delusions everywhere.” Atlas showed no mercy. “Apologize! Then leave!” Harmony turned pale. She bit her lip
hard, and her expression was a mix of resentment and acceptance.
Atlas fell silent, his gaze unwavering.
Harmony took a timid step back, her eyes watery. “Why her? How can she be your fiancee?” “Apologize!” Atlas reiterated.
I’m sorry! I’m sorry to have disturbed you!” With that, Harmony turned and rushed out.
As the door slammed shut, I looked at Atlas. He looked at me in his arms, his face softening.
“Why?” I gazed into his eyes. “Why did you say that?” “Are you not happy with it?” He smirked. “Jealous, are you?”
“I’m not!” I was flustered. “Fiancee” felt overwhelming. Even though I longed for it, I didn’t dare assume it.
“How do I make it official, then? Do we need a ceremony?” “I haven’t… Well-” Before I could continue, he kissed me again. While cradling me in his arms, he led me upstairs.
In the bedroom, I nestled in his embrace and drifted into a sweet slumber.
I slept through until late morning.
When I woke up, I turned around and was pulled into a tighter embrace. I opened my eyes and blinked a few times, feeling a surreal sense of reality.
The scene from last night, with Harmony storming out of my house, was still vivid. Before I could turn around to verify it was real, he was already hugging me from behind.