She was merely a nominal Mrs. Hallow, living a life where she could spend money like water but remained forever empty and cold, devoid of love.
Standing in the room, she pondered how to make them both suffer without harming herself.
"Mrs. Hallow, I have sent you the phone number of the Miss Hill you were looking for..." She had been waiting for this news for half a day.
Finding someone’s phone number wasn’t actually difficult, but it seemed Hailey Hill was deeply hidden by someone, so she had to put in some effort to find a reliable person to acquire her phone number.
The saying "the enemy of my enemy is my friend" was absolutely true; she could become friends with Hailey Hill, especially since the person spending the most time with Atlas Hallow now was Charlotte Miller.
On the same timeline, Charlotte Miller was in Atlas Hallow’s lounge.
Her clothes had been torn open, and after taking a shower, she could only put on his shirt, hiding behind the door in an attempt to hear if there were any sounds outside, trying to confirm if Ethan Baird had finished his conversation with Atlas Hallow and left. She didn’t even dare to go out to meet Ethan Baird, not because she was only wearing a shirt, but because the scene that had just occurred was etched into her mind like a brand, making her unable to face Ethan Baird.
Under the same deep autumn sunlight, Hailey Hill, however, hid in a shaded place. She didn’t dare to expose herself to the sun, not because the autumn sunlight was not scorching, but because she feared that her skin might be exposed to it even a little, afraid that she would age even faster. On the table was a bowl of snow clam with a faint fishy smell, which came from the oviducts of wood frogs from the Whitepeak Range. What a disgusting thing, yet she had to consume it day after day.
Because this stuff could supplement her with some estrogen, which her body could no longer produce, she could only rely on certain foods and drugs to supplement it.
She had to maintain her beauty until everything was accomplished, especially after she had met Charlotte Miller.
A young girl full of elasticity, almost like she was about to ooze with water. It was inevitable for Atlas Hallow to want her.
When she gave birth to the child, she had to make sure to kill her, preferably in the operating room.
The less tasty the food, the slower you have to eat it. She had to remember each bite of the most revolting food, remember all the pains she had suffered, all of which had to be repaid with Atlas Hallow’s love and the companionship of children.
No matter how beautifully decorated this apartment was, it was of no use. Atlas Hallow visited very rarely, leaving her feeling empty.
After he had married Charlotte Miller, Hailey Hill had already arranged for the baby room to be furnished, but things didn’t seem to be progressing as smoothly. She was worried if Atlas Hallow had changed his mind.
The room was so quiet it felt like a giant cave, and just when she felt that everything seemed to be slowly dying before her eyes, the phone rang suddenly.
The sudden ringtone startled her; although she lived in the most bustling area, she always lived isolated from the world. Only a few people knew her phone number: her parents and brother who had gone abroad, Atlas Hallow, and her driver.
The phone number was unfamiliar; she had never seen this number before. Was it a wrong number?
After living alone for so long, it seemed as though she was the only one left in the world. Even a stranger’s phone call made her want to answer and say a few words. Without anyone to chat with, perhaps even her ability to speak would deteriorate.
"Hello, Hailey Hill..." The call connected, and a young woman’s voice came from the other end, surprising Hailey Hill.
Some people thought she was dead, some thought she went abroad, and some said she disappeared; in reality, she had just become a recluse. Even former classmates and friends no longer kept in touch. After many years, the sound of someone suddenly calling her name felt truly strange.
"Who are you? How do you know my number?" Hailey Hill hesitated but still spoke up.
Ava Walker sat in her office, legs stretched out on the desk, with a mysterious smile on her face, slowly saying, "Of course I know your number, I also know about your relationship with Atlas Hallow..."