Bye, My Irresistible Love

Chapter 20: Drinking 

Scarlett's POV: 

Mr.Walker's driver took me to a high-end bar not far from the cafe.

He ushered me inside and led the way to a long corridor of lush private rooms.

Before long, he stopped in front of one and knocked on the door.

"Come in."

A deep, attractive male voice called from the inside.

The driver opened the door and gestured to me to go in.

I nodded at him and walked into the private room.

The room was dimly lit, but it exuded a cozy ambiance.

It was also fair in size.

Most of the space was taken up by large, nicely upholstered seats and a small table.

Mr.Walker was sitting on the sofa and swirling the contents of his glass.

The rust-colored liquid, which I assumed was whiskey, glinted in the light.

"Have a seat, please."

I saw a flash of amazement in his eyes the moment he looked at me.

He gestured me to take the sofa opposite him.

"Thank you." 

I sat down.

Then, he said bluntly, "One million dollars a year plus birthday and holiday gifts."

He spoke as if he was pitching a business proposal.

My go-to reaction was a tentative chuckle.

"You'll have to explain what's happening here, Mr.Walker.I'm not sure I understand,"I said directly.

"I watch your show.You look pure."

He looked at me up and down.

"But I don't believe anything I see on a screen.Not right away at least.I had to see it in person first.Many stars look pure through a TV set but not all of them really are."

I was starting to get a sense of what he wanted to happen, and I immediately thought of stopping it before it turned into something that could not be undone.

After a few moments, Mr.Walker began to hesitate.

He looked at me with scrutinizing eyes as if he was trying to read my every move.

When he was about to speak again, we heard a big commotion outside.

Someone was trying to enter our private room.

The driver outside tried to stop that person.

But obviously, he did not succeed.

The door swung open violently, and Spencer, who was a little out of breath, rushed over to me.

"Scarlett, you've got to come with me.You've got to stop Charles.He's drinking himself to death right now.”

"What? Where?" I jumped up from the sofa.

stop him, but he won't listen.You know how he is.He's as stubborn as a mule.He won't

"Take me to him."

were only halfway to

Rita.She should be the

listened to Rita, not

not even get him to take some medications for his

"But Scarlett..."

was already walking back to

him until he gave

Charles's POV: 

told me that she was going to file for divorce

so upset that I was able to power through my

my relief, Spencer and David were

as soon as I started slurring my words, Spencer and David stopped the drinks from

from drowning my sorrows,

they decided

you're burning up.You're not well.You can't

me, sat down

on the sofa, shut my eyes, and

you, all right? We'll just step outside for a bit.Don't worry.We won't come in unless you

Spencer's words implied something.

have sex with Rita in such a dirty private room in

that he grabbed David's arm and

I started yelling.

here,

give you and Rita

grinned cheekily at

punch

flashed him a

throat bobbed, and he let go of

settled back on his

"Fine."

got a new glass, filled it with

"Slow down."

winced as I downed the

with their

reached out and attempted to take away my glass again, but

"Please, Charles.Enough already."

for

and over even if she

starting to get extremely

was not in the mood to

tossed my empty glass to the

you done?"

I glared at him.

to go home.Come

of relief and held my arm to

I shook off her

to my feet and went straight for the

walked out of our private room

talking and laughing with a man outside another private

recognized the man she was

was Mr.Walker who had asked her out

Scarlett looked gorgeous today.

was wearing a blue dress, and per usual,

seemed to be enjoying her

laughing at something

my heart cracked

dressing up for another man made me want to drag her

Scarlett's POV: 

"Scarlett!"

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