The room felt heavy with unspoken words. Charles sat quietly for a long moment before speaking. "What can I do to fix this? How can I bring you back home? "Just name what you want. Please come home. "As for that Jennifer, I won't accept her. I can remove Arthur as CEO right now. I may be old, but Myers Group still answers to me. "Chloe, can you ask me for something?" His voice was softer than usual, almost begging. Chloe gave a small smile and shook her head. "I don't need anything. Arthur and I are finished. You know how I am—when I close a door, I don't reopen it." Charles fell silent, his hands clenched tight. Regret washed over him. And worry."Is there truly no hope?" "Do I need to repeat myself?" Chloe answered. Silence settled between them again. Seeing his troubled expression, Chloe changed topics. "While you recover, Dr. Palma's team will care for you. But be careful around your own family. For years, someone's been putting things in your food. That's why your health failed." He froze, staring at her in disbelief. "I..." "You can trust Dr. Palma completely. He's my friend," Chloe said calmly. "From now on, look after yourself. I won't involve myself in Myers family matters anymore." He withdrew his gaze, hung his head low, and looked rather dejected. "I understand. Waking up at all is miracle enough. Thank Dr. Palma for me. And thank you," he said, voice trembling. "Is there anything I can still do for you?"At this, Chloe smiled. "I did come today to ask for one thing." His face brightened instantly. "What is it?" "That night six years ago—who was the man with me?" Her smile faded as she asked. Charles went rigid. He stared at her in disbelief, too dumbfounded to say a word. In that moment, Chloe knew. Her guess had been right. Charles knew the truth. Robert wasn't Arthur's child. So who was his father? The answer was about to surface, and a thread of worry wove through Chloe's heart. Robert was her son. If she learned his father's identity now, what would it mean for them both? Charles held her gaze for a long time before finally speaking. "You discovered the truth?" "Yes." Perhaps fate had taken pity on her, giving her a fresh start.Keeping secrets before had gained her nothing. She'd nearly died. Maybe that was her punishment. This time, she wouldn't hide. Let the storm come—she would face it directly. Nothing to fear. "I..." He hesitated, wrestling with his words before continuing. "Truthfully... I don't know who it was. I'd arranged for someone else. But something went wrong." "Wrong?" "Yes." "What happened?" "I don't know where to begin. It's... complicated. I still haven't sorted it out." He looked embarrassed, then revealed the painful truth. "Arthur—his body... he can't have children." Chloe was speechless. "Arthur, he..."Chloe felt like she'd stumbled upon shocking gossip that left her stunned. She never saw this coming. Back then, she'd broken free from Vincent's control and tried to start anew. Old enemies came after her, and Vincent sent people hunting her everywhere. Fighting back, she almost died. By pure chance, she was injured and saved Charles. After learning about her situation, he protected her, covered her tracks, and later arranged for her to be with Arthur, hoping they'd build a life together. Through a strange twist of fate, she ended up sleeping with Arthur and always believed he was the man from that night. After confirming Robert wasn't Arthur's child, that night became a mystery. Who was the man who'd been with her? Charles had arranged everything but the person he'd arranged wasn't the one who showed up. Arthur had been diagnosed as a child. Only Charles knew—not even his mother Madilyn had any idea. Arthur could function normally, but having children? That was the cruel reality. The chance of pregnancy was less than ten percent.