Mr. Ex-husband once again pierced through Atlas Hallow, that title was truly detestable to the utmost.
Watching Charlotte Miller's departing figure, she had no intention of explaining anything to him.
Atlas Hallow's handsome face turned pale, dazedly watching that slender silhouette gradually move forward with the crowd; as his thick eyelashes lowered and lifted again, Charlotte Miller had already disappeared from his world.
"Charlotte, do you know I've been waiting for you all this time?" Atlas Hallow's hoarse voice rose in the air like gravel, as if stirring up the yellow sands, burying everything in its wake.
But this time, he was unwilling to wait any longer.
He had to take the initiative; Charlotte Miller was only engaged to this man, but they had not officially registered yet.
Even if she had officially registered and become Rogers' real wife, he would still take her back.
