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.

won't listen.You know how

"Take me to him."

only halfway to the door when

be the one to talk

to Rita, not

to take some medications for his

"But Scarlett..."

but I was already walking back

he gave

Charles's POV: 

me that she was going to file for divorce

to power through my fever and dragged myself to the

Spencer and

as I started slurring my

to stop me from drowning my sorrows, but they

decided

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

me, sat down beside me, and grabbed

sofa, shut my eyes,

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

Spencer's words implied something.

with Rita in such a dirty private room

he grabbed David's

I started yelling.

Stay here, both of

want to give you and

cheekily at

punch him

flashed him a menacing

throat bobbed, and he let

settled back

"Fine."

glass, filled it with wine, and started

"Slow down."

David winced as I downed the contents

with their

attempted to take away my glass again, but this time,

"Please, Charles.Enough already."

for my glass

over and over even

starting to get

I was not in the

empty glass to the floor, and

done?" Spencer

I glared at him.

to go home.Come

sigh of relief and held

I shook off her

my feet and

of our private room and staggered through the

saw Scarlett talking and laughing with

instantly recognized the

who had asked her out

Scarlett looked gorgeous today.

blue dress, and per usual, she carried

enjoying

she was laughing at

stood there as my heart cracked and rage seethed out of

her dressing up for another man made

Scarlett's POV: 

"Scarlett!"

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