Bye, My Irresistible Love

Scarlett’s POV

“Calm down. If you suddenly had a heart attack because of me, how the hell would I explain that to Abner? Don’t worry, I’ve been soaking my feet with hot water. Besides, as soon as the filming is over, I change into thick clothes right away. I’ll get better soon,” I assured Nina.

My assurance, however, did not dispel Nina’s disappointment.

“You’re an idiot. Charles is your husband, not an ornament.”

“Nina, I live in his house, and he pays for the children’s expenses. How else do you think I can afford this golf club?” 

“Really?”

“Yes! Charles even pays for the kids’ and my meal every day.” Nina smiled with satisfaction.

“Very good. You should spend his money!” I breathed a sigh of relief. 

At last, Nina had finally stopped goading me into spending Charles‘s wealth. But just when I thought that conversation about Charles was over, she asked me another question about him again. 

“By the way, Scarlett, have you talked to Charles recently?“. 

“No,” I briefly answered. Charles and I had not talked nor seen each other since he left last time. Nina’s eyes widened in disbelief. 

“No? Shouldn‘t married couples talk with each other? Aren‘t the kids supposed to be a lubricant in their parent’s relationship?” 

“A lubricant? What do you mean?” 

“Doesn’t Charles video chat with them? You know, this is the best time to make amends and improve your relationship!” 

“We don’t need to video chat. The bodyguards live with me. If Charles wants to know what I‘m doing, he can just ask them.”

All of a sudden, Nina’s mouth fell open as something dawned on her. “Wait a minute. Did you two have a fight?” 

without a word crossed my mind. Even

 He was just fooling around

Kitsap. How could I have informed him of my pregnancy? I resented him at that time. On my way back to the TV station, I was lost in thought. I could not help but reminisce about the moments when Charles and I were happy. But now, we were miserable. Did he ever love me? Did he

so, how much

just reached home when I heard Janet’s caution. I immediately looked out of the car. Sure enough, Nancy was by the entrance,

walked over and greeted me, “Hi, Scarlett.” She even reached out to support me as

 hand, i deliberately

 Wood, what brings you here at this hour?” I

at the bodyguards behind

 alone?” I nodded in response. Then, with Nancy at my heels, I walked a little further away

a grateful expression. Once we were out of earshot, I went straight to the point. “What is it that

want to be with Nancy. I could not stand her.

been itching to divorce Charles, But

suppose so,” I answered ambiguously, I could feel that Nancy loved Charles with all her heart. However, my blood

as a sheet and kept

 someone who‘s more suitable for me.” I noticed the slight change in

 was so cute. I couldn’t resist hugging him. Don‘t worry. I wasn‘t

 me clear things up for you. I don‘t care if you want to chase after Charles, Just leave my sons alone,” ! warned. My children were my everything. I would never let Nancy lay a finger on them, much less get close

 in the future, I swear I won‘t ask your children to call me ‘Mom‘” , “Get out of my way. We‘re not friends. Didn‘t I

 take them away from you. If

red and brimming with tears. I looked at her with narrowed eyes. And, without a word, i turned around and left. As if Nancy had not pestered me enough, she jogged to catch up with me.

my anger. “Miss Wood, Mr. and Mrs. Moore are not going to divorce. Please stop asking for trouble. If you don‘t stop, I‘m gonna have to teach you a lesson. Mind you, I don‘t care if you‘re a frail

beeped the moment I reached the door. I looked at it to see who had messaged me and

rest assured that I won’t take your sons away from you. You‘ll always be your mother, after all.” I could not help but sigh helplessly after reading the message.

I felt a httle uneasy as I recalled

 to protect my kids was better to do this now than when Charles

 in the evening, just as I had gotten out of the bathroom, Charles video called me.I stared at the screen for a moment, debating