"Go ahead." Atlas Hallow sipped his usual black coffee, his gaze resting on her with an undeniable hint of affection.
"You have to promise not to get angry or stop me from doing this." Charlotte Miller wanted to insure herself before speaking, although she felt Atlas Hallow was different from his past self, if he went crazy, there would be significant trouble.
"Would I just watch you get married without stopping it?" Atlas Hallow's lips held a hidden indulgent smile. What could she possibly do to upset him?
It seemed he could tolerate everything about her, even if she wanted to attack the Hallow Clan, he wouldn't be angry or stop her. He had already expressed his heart in this way, yet she still doubted him?
"I'm going to have a wedding." Charlotte lowered her head, her long lashes shielding her mesmerizing eyes as she dared not look at Atlas Hallow.
"What did you say?" Atlas Hallow asked, his voice hoarse, finding it hard to believe his own ears. Was she joking?
