CHAPTER 398: 218 THE MOST SHOCKING NEWS

Upon hearing that Charlotte Miller was sent to the hospital last night, Atlas Hallow felt a chill start from his feet, a coldness that spread unrestrained through his veins, as if his entire body was frozen.

What on earth happened to her?

Seeing her pale face yesterday, he assumed it was mostly fright, and thought she would recover after a night at the police station.

During those few hours of the night, he intended to handle everything personally and go bail her out.

But he never expected that she would be sent to the hospital in the middle of the night.

His large hand tightly gripped the steering wheel, his knuckles standing out due to the excessive force, almost turning white.

His foot pressed the accelerator as if it had never been lifted, and no matter how fast the car went, it couldn’t mask his anxious heart.

The car shot towards the hospital like a gusting wind.

Everything seemed to become clearer, as if everything was about to be untangled, but he couldn’t make sense of the entanglements.

What exactly is going on between Charlotte, Kinsley Lee, Ava Walker, and Hailey Hill?

But now he didn’t have much mind to think about it, he just wanted to see Charlotte immediately.

She mustn’t be in trouble, he would absolutely not allow anything to happen to her.

His mind was filled with the image of Charlotte’s pale and aggrieved face when he visited her in the interrogation room at the police station.

At this moment, it felt like his whole heart was being fiercely kneaded by Charlotte’s small hand, twisted into a tangled, painful mass, making it hard to even breathe.

His thoughts drifted back to the first time he saw Charlotte, light seemed to penetrate through her body, fresh and beautiful, the brightest color in his entire world.

Yet now every time Charlotte appeared before him, she always seemed pale.

Did he personally erase these colors so ruthlessly?

He floored the accelerator, the hospital wasn’t far away.

A moment of distraction, suddenly a strong and dazzling light blinded him almost to the point of shutting his eyes.

Atlas snapped back to reality, only to find not far ahead of him, a giant truck, like a ferocious monster with its bloody maw, roaring as it charged towards him.

He quickly spun the steering wheel, trying to dodge this devouring monster, but it was too close.

A beautiful sunny morning was always torn apart by some terrifying scenes.

Accompanied by a deafening "bang...", terrified screams began to fill the surroundings...

Atlas’s black car was violently struck, rolling over on the highway, and the smell of blood quickly permeated.

The hospital was filled with people; Daniel Parker had lost his usual composure, his face anxious as he rushed into the hospital, almost crazily dashing all the way to the operating room.

A car accident?

How could such a thing happen to his boss?

How could there be a car accident?

He’s been driving so skillfully since he was a teenager, never having any accidents all these years.

He used to live on the edge, risking his life while driving without any incidents, so how could he have a car accident in the city?

Before coming, he had already learned from the traffic police that it was because the truck’s brakes failed and it crashed directly into his car, but given his boss’s skills, he definitely could have avoided it. Once something concerning Charlotte happens, his boss becomes unfocused.

He thought that it’s fortunate his boss’s car has very good performance; otherwise, his life would have ended in Charlotte’s hands.

If his boss were to die today, the entire Hallow Clan would face a major upheaval.

There would be no need for him to stay with the Hallow Clan either, after all, it is Atlas Hallow he wants to follow, not Atlas’s company.

It’s been many years since he fell asleep like this, perhaps the anesthetics allowed him to sleep as if he forgot everything.

"What time is it?" The moment Atlas opened his eyes, he saw Daniel standing in front of him, full of concern.

"Eight in the evening." The injuries were indeed not light, it’s a miracle he survived after encountering such a massive truck.

The doctor just came to check, saying the same thing, a fracture in his left hand and mostly lacerations, the worst being two broken ribs, and some internal bleeding but overall not life-threatening.

To wake up after a major operation at this time is quite remarkable.

His boss’s recovery ability seems to be more remarkable than a lizard’s.

The pain was everywhere on his body, and even speaking made him sweat with pain, but he gritted his teeth, slowly trying to sit up.

"Do you want to die? You’d better lie down for a few more days, I don’t want to arrange a funeral for you, nor do I want to spend money on wreaths." Daniel looked at Atlas’s face pale as paper, yet he still wouldn’t rest.

Atlas panted heavily, supporting himself to sit up, suppressing the violent pain in his body, softly asking, "How is she?"

He was referring to who, Daniel certainly knew, but replied irritably, "Definitely not as serious as you, take care of yourself first."

This was simply insane, truly insane.

Isn’t it just a woman? There’s still plenty of time in the future, is he afraid she will run away?

Always clad in black, wearing this blue and white striped patient gown made him appear even more pale yet sharp alluring, Atlas’s fists clenched tightly, not wanting that lacerating pain to dominate his thoughts.

"Don’t get up, I’ll get her attending physician, you just ask properly, in your current ghostly state, she might even overpower you." Daniel was somewhat exasperated, but seeing Atlas’s disregard for his own life, he could only go call a doctor.

If he walks out with such wounds, he’d probably collapse from the pain after a few steps, wouldn’t he?

A few minutes later, Daniel brought a female doctor to the ward.

Atlas’s hospital bed had been raised, half-reclining, he saw the female doctor and his low voice resonated in the air: "What’s wrong with Charlotte’s condition, is she better?"

He gave a bleak smile inside, in his current ghostly state, she would probably just need to push him and he’d fall over, wouldn’t he?

The female doctor hesitated for a moment, recalling the instructions of that extremely beautiful girl.

"If anyone asks about my situation, please tell them I’ve had a miscarriage, the child is gone..."

That beautiful girl almost begged, she thought this must be some entanglement between a man and a woman, this girl didn’t want the man to know her actual situation, did she?

She agreed at the time, in these scenes, most often the man wrongs the woman, that’s why she doesn’t even want the man to know about the child.

She didn’t expect that not even a few hours later, someone would ask about it.

Charlotte truly was enviable, just from their appearance, the men around her were flawless, each like a god, the man now lying here, with his hospital gown unbuttoned, although his body was wrapped in thick bandages, beautifully sculpted lines could still be seen.

"Are you asking about Miss Charlotte who was sent in the middle of the night?" The female doctor organized her thoughts, she had agreed, and Charlotte actually got the dean to alter her medical record, so it wasn’t her decision to deceive, it was the leadership’s directive, right?

"Hmm..." Atlas let out a cold hum, his eyes flickering with urgency he couldn’t conceal.

"After Miss Miller was brought in, we performed a series of emergency treatments but couldn’t save her child, as it was early pregnancy, her body was already weak and then she got startled, so she miscarried." The female doctor spoke softly; her voice was not loud, but every word seemed to nail into Atlas’s ears.

Couldn’t save the child? Miscarried?

Instantly, cold sweat broke out on Atlas’s face; despite all those nights in the mountains or the nights on his return, when he greedily indulged in her body’s beauty without taking any precautions, he was eager for a child, urgently wanting one.

But a miscarriage? He suspected he heard wrong, not even the collapse of mountains or volcanic eruptions could strike him more than this news?

"Some time ago she already had a miscarriage once, it’s not the best time to conceive now, we’ve done our best." The female doctor saw Atlas seem petrified, only a few seconds passed before he violently coughed a few times.

Then a trace of crimson trickled from his pale lips.

Daniel quickly called the doctor over; his internal organs had been traumatized and bled, coughing like this could be fatal.

But Atlas seemed to have gone mad, ignoring the blood he just coughed up, struggling to move himself and slowly swung his legs down, but hadn’t even started to get up when he already broke out in a cold sweat from the pain...