He Cheated I Rose: Making Him Regret Everything (Chloe and Arthur) novel Chapter 296

**Chapter 296: Robert’s True Father**

The atmosphere in the room was thick with the weight of unspoken truths, a palpable tension hanging in the air like a storm cloud. Charles sat in silence, his gaze fixed on a point in the distance, lost in thought. It felt as if the very walls were listening, holding their breath in anticipation of the words that would soon break the stillness.

“What can I do to mend this? How can I bring you back to where you belong?” he finally asked, his voice low and earnest, tinged with desperation.

“Just tell me what you desire. Please, come home,” Chloe replied, her tone a mixture of pleading and resolve.

Finished.

Charles’s expression hardened. “As for that Jennifer, I won’t tolerate her presence. I can have Arthur removed as CEO this very moment. Yes, I may be aging, but the Myers Group still answers to me.” His authority was clear, and the determination in his voice echoed through the room.

“Chloe, would you consider asking me for something?” His voice softened, almost as if he were reaching out for a lifeline.

Chloe offered him a small, bittersweet smile and shook her head gently. “I don’t need anything from you, Charles. Arthur and I are done. You know how I am—when I close a door, I don’t open it again.” Her words were firm, but beneath them lay a world of hurt and finality.

Charles fell silent, his hands balled into fists, the tension radiating from him palpable. Regret washed over him, mingling with an anxious worry that gnawed at his insides.

“Is there truly no hope left?” he asked, his voice barely above a whisper, as if afraid to hear the answer.

“Do I need to repeat myself?” Chloe replied, her tone clipped, yet there was an underlying sadness in her eyes.

Once again, silence enveloped them, a heavy shroud that seemed to thicken with each passing moment. Observing the turmoil etched across his face, Chloe decided to shift the conversation. “While you recuperate, Dr. Palma’s team will take care of you. But be cautious around your own family. For years, someone has been tampering with your food. That’s the reason for your declining health.”

He froze, disbelief etched on his features, his mind racing to comprehend her words.

“I…” he stammered, struggling to process the gravity of her revelation.

“You can trust Dr. Palma completely. He’s my friend,” Chloe assured him, her voice steady and calm. “From this point on, you need to prioritize your own well-being. I won’t involve myself in the Myers family affairs any longer.”

He averted his gaze, allowing his head to hang low, a picture of dejection.

“I understand. Just waking up at all feels like a miracle. Please convey my gratitude to Dr. Palma. And thank you, Chloe,” he said, his voice trembling with emotion. “Is there anything else I can do for you?”

At this, a flicker of warmth crossed Chloe’s face. “I did come here today to ask for one thing,” she said, her tone shifting slightly.

His face brightened instantly with hope. “What is it?”

“That night six years ago—who was the man who was with me?” Her smile faded as she posed the question, her heart racing with anticipation.

Charles went rigid, his expression shifting to one of shock. He stared at her, speechless, the weight of her inquiry hanging heavily in the air.

In that moment, a realization washed over Chloe. Her instincts had been correct all along.

Charles knew the truth.

Robert was not Arthur’s son. So then, who was his father?

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