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..."

if I remember correctly, this is not the first time I am mentioning it

room

prove 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

could be seen through the

same room with Charles, dressed in such sexy pajamas, I was

long after, there was a

"It's time for breakfast."

"Right,"

I stood

away.I braced myself

entered the dining room,

ray of sunshine shone from the window of the living room, painting the room

scene from a movie, which made me feel at peace

exactly what I had been longing for all this time? Wasn't it

still standing there? Hurry,

"Okay."

was staring at

senses, I rushed to the bathroom to wash my face with a guilty

Charles and I sat opposite to

I asked tentatively, "Were you the one that took

"No."

saying that I'm the one

who did it? Me?

frowned, with an obvious hint of displeasure in

"But...Forget it."

refrained myself and continued

was strange, so I went to my room to

bed sheet and blanket were

there were any traces of sex left, then I would be able to see them if I just lifted

near the end of the bed, I lifted the blanket, and checked

was indeed wrinkled, but there were no

after I saw that was I able to heave a