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.

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

"Take me to him."

only halfway to the door when I

Rita.She should be the one to

listened to Rita,

even get him to take some medications for his

"But Scarlett..."

already walking back to

ignored him until he gave up

Charles's POV: 

phoned me and told me that she was going to file for

I was able to power through my fever and dragged myself

relief, Spencer and David were also

and as soon as I started slurring my words,

me from drowning my sorrows, but they

they decided to call

not well.You can't

me, sat down beside me,

the sofa, shut my eyes, and pinched

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

Spencer's words implied something.

in such a dirty

that he grabbed David's arm and started dragging him

I started yelling.

Stay here,

give you and

grinned cheekily

wanted to punch him in the

him

throat bobbed, and he let

back on

"Fine."

filled it with wine, and started drinking

"Slow down."

David winced as I downed the

their eyes to

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

"Please, Charles.Enough already."

reached out for my glass

it over and over even

starting to get

was not in the mood

my empty glass to the floor, and it rolled on

done?" Spencer

I glared at him.

to go home.Come

and held my

shook

to my feet and

out of our private room and

and laughing with a man outside

the man she was

was Mr.Walker who had asked

Scarlett looked gorgeous today.

dress, and per usual, she carried herself with dignity and

enjoying her conversation with

fact, she was laughing at something that he

there as my heart cracked and rage seethed out of

up for another man made me want to drag

Scarlett's POV: 

"Scarlett!"

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