Bye, My Irresistible Love

Nevaeh‘s POV: 

After dinner, a bodyguard came to pick up Caroline.

"We are the only ones left in the house.Now you can tell me what you want."

Charles‘ tone was indifferent when he spoke to me.

Silently, I rolled up my sleeves, revealing the hideous scars and bruises.

"Except for my arms, I have more scars like this all over my body."

My voice wavered, revealing my fear.

"My husband runs a nightclub and he is very violent.Each time something makes him unhappy, he makes himself feel better by turning me into a punching bag.About a month ago, he became addicted to gambling and lost a lot of money.To make some of the money he lost back, he asked me to do a striptease for his guests and I refused, so he beat me up.I ended up being hospitalized due to the severe injuries I suffered."

With a cry, I threw myself at Charles.

"You have to help me Charles.It was very difficult for me to escape him and I know I won‘t make it out alive if he ever finds me.I can‘t go back to that living hell.Please say you will help me."

Almost immediately, Charles pushed me away from him none too gently.

"You can stay in Los Angeles for now.I‘ll see what I can do about this." His reply was gruff.

"Thank you, Charles."

I beamed at him, relief swamping me.

When Charles turned away from me, I couldn‘t help laughing quietly.

I wasn‘t even bothered that Charles wasn‘t very receptive of me right now.

It would all change soon because I knew for a fact that sympathy was the beginning of love.

Caroline‘s POV 

When I got home, I was completely distracted.

The only thing I could concentrate on was the scene I witnessed as the driver drove me home.

In the rearview mirror, I saw Charles and Nevaeh standing together and that image had been embedded in my mind ever since.

Each time I was reminded of it, I couldn‘t help but feel jealous.

What did Nevaeh say to Charles? What was so important that I had to be absent before she could tell him? The more I thought about it, the angrier I became.

I couldn‘t help flinging the throw pillow away.

"Why are you so angry? Are you jealous?"

Charles walked in at this exact moment and caught the pillow in his hand.

With a smirk, he grabbed my shoulders and pressed me against the sofa before I could escape his hold.

His smirk widened into a pleased smile when I finally stopped struggling Frowning, I turned my face away from him and refused to say anything.

He smiled indulgently and kissed the tip of my nose.

"Are you really angry?"

you talking about with her? Why did it

a few words before I asked the driver to take her back to the hotel." His answer failed to satisfy me and

you drive her to the

is not worth my

is

from him, just a long stare

began to wilt beneath his affectionate eyes, I turned my face away from him and muttered, "Why are you just staring at me?

lips

away by his ardent

as I fell into Charles‘ kiss and it would be a very long time before we

she tell you?" I asked

true that Nevaeh told me something but it is not important.Don‘t

my hand in his and asked, "Moving on to more important matters.When can you move back to

and explained hesitantly,

"Fine."

fumbled explanation

he stood up

short while later, he returned with a bottle of wine

know you like it, so I took a

and turned to get

began to grow blurry.I fell back on the sofa with a drunken

pressed

"Caroline."

"What?"

of replying, Charles kissed me again and I was able to taste the wine he was yet to

tongues dueled as I swallowed the

began shedding tears.He gently

that you love

of times

Charles was equally as

"Charles…"

and the

his breath. His breath was so heavy.He looked as if he was going to swallow

brain began to

go of my mouth and

that I couldn‘t determine if this was really happening

"Do you love me?"

he took off

touched his face and said, "I fell in love with you

gaze, I

sudden, Charles crushed me

clung to me gave the impression that he was

Charles from seven years ago or the man that I am now?"

him back and kissed him passionately, my

in love with him, that was the one thing that would never

if it was in the past, right

would, regardless of what version of him I

jealous of myself, would you

so ridiculous that I burst out

you love me now, I am different from

man actually be jealous of himself? The

soft kiss to his lips and declared, "It doesn‘t matter whether it was seven years ago or now.You

answer and he suddenly bent over me and kissed

and rasped, "The year we separated is my