Bye, My Irresistible Love

Chapter 17: Being Forced To Compromise 

Scarlett’s POV: 

Abner's hair was usually slicked back and neatly parted.

Right now, it was a wet mess.

I had not had the chance to look at him for a long time until now, and I realized that he was actually quite attractive.

I found it a little funny that I did not notice that until I saw him drenched in the pouring rain.

I struggled to find the right words to say to him.

Before I could tell Abner my answer, Charles put his coat on me and dragged me away, forcing Abner to let go of my hand.

Charles led me to his car as I kept looking back at Abner.

Abner stayed on his spot and watched Charles force me into his car.

The disappointed look on his face made me feel a horrible pang of guilt.

I had time to give him a decent answer.

I should have just blurted it out before Charles could tow me away.

With one hand holding his umbrella, Charles opened the car door for me.

His face darkened even more when he saw me still looking over at Abner.

"Get in the car, Scarlett."

I took a look at him, gritted my teeth, and got in the car.

After turning the ignition and making the engine hum to life, Charles drove away like he was running from the police.

We did not speak the entire trip.

We just sat there in uncomfortable silence, which was beginning to become a routine for us.

Of course Charles's reaction earlier bothered me, but at the moment, I was more worried about facing Abner tomorrow at work after leaving him hanging like that.

Soon, we arrived at the mansion.

Charles walked into the house first, and I followed him.

"Hello, dear."

As soon as I entered the living room, Christine greeted me warmly, but before she could start a conversation with me, Charles grabbed my hand and dragged me upstairs.

He moved so abruptly that everyone immediately followed us.

They must have thought that he was going to beat me up or something.

"Charles, what are you doing? Where are you taking me?"

"Son, if there's any problem, just say it.You don't have to hurt your wife."

doing, Charles? Let

and Alice who were

the door shut before his mother and grandmother could catch

turned on the tap and turned

my wrists, and put my hands under the running

rubbed my hands as if he

are you doing? You're starting to hurt my hands " I snapped at him,

to wash Abner's touch off my hands? But why? I really did not understand why he even

marriage would end

be my husband.Why was he still acting like he was holding my

wife.You're still a

replied through

right, enough

and broke free from his

the tap, grabbed a clean towel off

put his hands on his hips and

you wouldn't have had to deal with me tonight.We would've

mean to stand you up.I had something urgent

more urgent than

came up in the office, and I

more important to you than granting the final wish

that, Charles instantly

day after

Charles suddenly

but I refused to end our conversation without getting a definite

tell me when you're planning to get this over with, Charles! You want a divorce, don't you? And I already agreed.You're the one causing all the delays now, and you have the nerve to get angry with me? Whatever game you're trying to play here, I'm not

bother to rein

was starting to

deal with Charles's overreaction to everything

take any of

pained expression that could have broken my heart if I had not been so furious at

self would have lowered her voice and consoled

I held a special place for him in my heart did not mean that he could trash it whenever

were at

of us was

to give in, he suddenly sighed and said, "Tomorrow.Let's do it

relief and set

"Thank you,"I muttered.

tough

the moment, I was just happy to get a commitment from

word, Charles turned around and

Michael, and Lawrence were standing outside and looking at us with mixed

aside to

kept silent for a while and carefully planned my

heard everything Charles and I talked

and Lawrence turned on their heels and followed Charles,

about Charles,

worry, we will

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