Bye, My Irresistible Love

Scarlett's POV: 

As the first ray of sunshine shone in the room, I felt its warmth on my skin, and I stretched, rubbed my eyes before I sat up slowly.

My mouth felt completely dry, and I had a splitting headache.

The blanket slipped off my body when I sat up, exposing the bruises on my body.

I immediately recalled a novel plot where the heroine woke up after having sex with the hero.

I tried my best to recall what had happened the night before, but I couldn't remember anything.

Besides, I was almost going crazy because of the headache caused by the hangover.

I massaged my head as I frowned in pain.

I did not want to think about it until my hangover was cured and my headache was gone, but suddenly, I heard a familiar voice from beside me.

"Now you know the pain of a hangover.Why did you drink so much last night?"

It was Charles! Why was he here? I was shocked to find him standing by the bed, dressed in a white shirt and black pants.

"How long are you planning to stay in bed? I've made porridge."

When he saw that I was not getting up, he looked at me with a frown.

"Why are you here?"

I couldn't remember anything until now, but I did seem very certain that something had happened between us.

Otherwise, how could those suspicious-looking bruises appear all over my body? 

"I didn't want to stay the night, but you kept holding me"

Charles explained flatly.

"That shouldn't be..."

"Shouldn't be what? You think that I did something to you? What do you think about all day long?"

Charles interrupted.

"But..."

correctly, this is not the first time I

out of the room as though nothing had happened between

otherwise.I hurriedly took out a coat from the wardrobe and put it on.I tried to catch up to him and confront him, but I was surprised to

be seen through the white silk pajamas

Charles, dressed in such sexy pajamas, I was so depressed and embarrassed that I wanted to bury my

after, there was a knock on the

"It's time for breakfast."

"Right,"

as I stood behind the door, feeling

myself as

dining room,

from the window of the living room, painting the room in

like looking at a scene from a movie, which made me feel at peace all

time? Wasn't it the thing that I had never dared to

there? Hurry, go wash up

"Okay."

that I was staring at him blankly, so

came to my senses, I rushed to the bathroom to

refreshed, Charles and I sat opposite to

with the fried eggs on my plate, I asked tentatively, "Were you the one

"No."

saying that I'm the one that did

it wasn't you, then who did it? Me? Did you forget what I

an obvious hint of displeasure

"But...Forget it."

to ask more, but I refrained

I still felt like it was strange, so I went

and

traces of sex left, then I would be able to see them

the end of the bed, I lifted

bed sheet was indeed wrinkled, but there were no

after I saw that was I able to heave a sigh of