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.

trying to 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 the

should be the one to talk to

to Rita, not

could not even get him to take some medications for his fever

"But Scarlett..."

was already

him until he gave up and

Charles's POV: 

Scarlett phoned me and told me that she

able to power through

relief, Spencer and

as soon as I started slurring my words,

to stop me from drowning my sorrows, but they

they decided to

up.You're not well.You can't drink

down beside me, and grabbed my

sofa, shut my eyes, and pinched the bridge

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

Spencer's words implied something.

think that I would have sex with Rita in such a dirty private

it so quickly that he grabbed David's arm and

I started yelling.

here, both

we want to give you

cheekily at

to punch him in

him

his throat bobbed, and he

back on

"Fine."

new glass, filled it with wine, and started

"Slow down."

winced as I downed the contents of

with their eyes to stop

away my glass again, but this time, I was

"Please, Charles.Enough already."

reached out for my glass

it over and over

was starting to get extremely

I was not in

to the floor,

done?" Spencer

I glared at him.

it's time to

a sigh of relief and held my

shook

feet and went straight for the

out of our private room and staggered through the

Scarlett talking and laughing with a man outside

the man she

was Mr.Walker who had asked

Scarlett looked gorgeous today.

a blue dress, and per usual, she

be enjoying her conversation

she was laughing at something that he

my heart cracked and rage seethed out of

dressing up for another man made me want to drag her away

Scarlett's POV: 

"Scarlett!"

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