Bye, My Irresistible Love

Charles‘s POV: 

In the private room, I picked up my glass and smiled at William sardonically.

"Just say it."

"Relax.Why are you in such a hurry? Anyway, I have something to show you."

William unhurriedly fished out his phone from his pocket with his slender fingers and added, "It‘s time to put an end to your delusion."

An end? What did he mean by that? Perplexed, I looked into William‘s eyes for a moment and then grabbed his phone.

A photo of two newborn babies was displayed on the screen.

They were sleeping peacefully, and their tiny bodies were snuggling up to each other.

Because of the camera angle, their red lips and rosy cheeks looked a hundred times more charming.

"These twins are my children with Scarlett.They‘re adorable, aren‘t they?"

William‘s words struck me like thunder.

"What did you say?" I asked, flabbergasted.

"Scarlett lost her memory and is regarding me as her husband.And as you can see, we have children now, so..."

William looked straight into my eyes and continued, "Divorce her."

My mind went blank.

When William said the last sentence, I felt as though a thousand arrows pierced through my heart all at once.

Truth be told, I had mentally prepared myself when I entered the room and saw the ring on William‘s finger.

However, I did not expect that the reality was far crueler than I had imagined.

"I want to see her," I replied.

That was all I wanted right now and the only thought I had in mind.

William frowned in disapproval.

"Again, Scarlett lost her memory.She can‘t even remember her name.What‘s the point of seeing her?"

"William, do you know the saying ‘seeing is believing‘?" I asked with a sneer.

What a joke! How could I believe this bastard? Scarlett loved me with all her heart.

How could she forget about me and have children with another man just like that? 

"I‘m afraid you can‘t see her.She has just given birth, so she‘s still very weak.I will take her out once she recovers, but I want you out of her sight."

William spoke so resolutely as if there was no way his words could be bent.

clenched the glass in my hand in anger

didn‘t want to remember the past.Needless to

words brought an excruciating

your promise.Don‘t disturb her life.Please set her free.That will be

glass and then stood up

go.Scarlett doesn‘t know I‘ve gone to meet you.She thinks that it‘s just an ordinary dinner party, and she advised me not to

out his phone

deafening

had just seen

that

to tell me not

tenderness and concern now belonged

of a sudden, I

clenched my glass tighter and tried hard to suppress the discomfort in my

I raised my glass to my

over me.I put down the glass and

my vision

next thing I knew, I had fallen to the cold, hard

moment, I felt as if I had traveled through time.I saw two

in blood, and I could only watch as the other fell

my wife and

and killed Rita, would things end up differently? Would my Scarlett and James be

******

 I awoke the next day.I looked around to see where I was and realized that I was lying in the

storm was brewing, and the strong wind was blowing violently

few moments later,

against the window and asked,

what? To hurt her more?"

anything, does she? You can just take her back and make it

struggled to sit

the memory of when I held Scarlett in my arms crossed my

her face when she looked me in the

point

the right to be

refute my words, but it seemed

found the words to say "Charles, Vivian said that William might be lying.Scarlett having amnesia might not be true, and the children you‘ve seen might

sneer tugged at the corners of my

that William loved

anything to make his beloved

it very well because I

Scarlett really lost her memory, William would take advantage

to his

since...well, William said Scarlett had just given birth.You do the math.She was badly injured at that time.How could William have sex with her? If he did, wouldn‘t he be worse than a beast? The way I look at it, William is

a pang to my heart

But...

Spencer might be right.

a lie? At this realization, I finally got the courage

to find a person