Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 729

Chapter 729: I think now I understand

[PRESENT TIME]

Another deep exhale escaped Atlas as he tilted his head back, eyes closed. After a while, his body stabilized, and his tremors subsided. Snapping his eyes open, he focused on the bed, running his tongue along his inner cheek.

"He’s safe now," he murmured to himself, nodding. "For now... you’re safe."

A sense of relief swelled in his chest, knowing this would resolve many issues. It would clear Allen’s name and restore his reputation. However, Atlas was aware that this was far from over. Even if Sven was arrested, it would completely affect the already fragile dynamic of the entire Bennet family.

"It doesn’t matter," he whispered, pushing himself up as he regained the strength to stand. He approached the bed, standing beside it with his eyes fixed on Allen.

The corner of his mouth lifted slightly in relief as he patted Allen’s shoulder gently. "Don’t worry anymore," he said. "I’ve always known you would never stab me in the back. I’ll make him pay for what he’s done."

The question of why Allen was back in the office that night still lingered in Atlas’s mind, but it didn’t matter anymore. Whatever had compelled him to return to the office was irrelevant now. What mattered was that Allen had gone back and likely encountered Sven that night.

This was the only conclusion Atlas could draw.

As Atlas withdrew his hand, he heard the door behind him open. Turning, he saw a young woman—about his age—with an expression of shock. By her mismatched slippers, it was clear she had rushed here after hearing what had happened.

"Sir Atlas!" she exclaimed, hurrying inside to check on Allen before looking up at Atlas. "Is he—is he okay?"

Atlas managed a faint smile and nodded. "He is fine."

"Ah, God..." The woman hunched over, clutching the side of the bed as she fought to keep herself from falling. Her eyes reddened and welled with tears as she gazed at her lover, still lying on the hospital bed.

Atlas watched her, noting that she had been by Allen’s side through it all. However, she couldn’t stay day and night because she had work. Tonight was the first time she had planned to rest at home after taking care of Allen. After Atlas reassured her that Allen was fine and secure, he understood how much she cared.

"Sir Atlas," the woman said, looking up at him after a moment, a bittersweet smile on her face. "Is it true that the person who did this to him was arrested?"

Atlas pressed his lips into a thin line and nodded. "He’s in the station. He won’t be able to harm him again."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

The woman whimpered as she clasped Allen’s hand. "I’m sorry," she cried through her tears. "I’m sorry, babe. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have left you."

Atlas remained silent, watching her as she cried her heart out, blaming herself for everything. While her feelings of guilt were understandable, it was painful to see her torment.

Watching this unfold, Atlas recalled how Allen used to brag about his girlfriend. Of course, he never did so in front of Atlas, but there were times Atlas had overheard Allen boasting about her to his colleagues.

[Old Bennet Residence]