Bye, My Irresistible Love

Charles' POV: 

Standing by the window quietly, I watched Scarlett leave.I could tell that she was still mad at me because I had not helped her father.

Thinking about it, I found myself drowning in regret.

Why hadn't I helped him back then? If I hadn't turned a blind eye to her father's dilemma, then there would not have been as many obstacles in my relationship with her.

Clenching my fists tightly, I made up my mind.I was determined to make her come back to me one day.

Scarlett's POV: 

I got home, but I could not fall asleep at all, despite the fact that I was tired.

Whenever I closed my eyes, I ended up thinking of Charles.

The next day, I went to the TV station, but I was absent-minded all day long, and when someone suddenly bumped into me from behind, 1 almost tripped and fell.

Nina, who was standing beside me, caught me right in time as she looked at me with a frown, feeling worried.

"Scarlett, are you okay?" I nodded in reply.

I then saw a woman rushing away, stomping her foot as though she was enraged.

"Who is she?" I asked Nina.

After looking at the woman for a while, Nina replied, "It's Emily."

"What happened to her?"

"She was supposed to host a program with Lucia, but…"

Nina clicked her tongue and hesitated for a moment before she continued, "I don't know what tricks Lucia played to get the sponsorship from Charles.Ever since she did that, Emily has been cast aside."

Her words felt like heavy stones pressing on my heart.

Although money was not omnipotent, it was indeed impossible to do anything without it.

It could easily change things for people who are trying to climb their career ladder.

Money made it easier for some people and harder for others.

Emily's case was a good example of how money could affect one's career.

The thing that seemed more ridiculous was the fact that it was Charles, who sponsored Lucia.

Several days passed since.

Charles seemed to have disappeared because he had not contacted me since then.

He only sent me a text a day before he was supposed to play tennis with Henri, reminding me of the time and place.

However, his words felt a little cold and brief.

So, I didn't reply to him.

But since I had already promised him, I did not want to go back on my word.

“The next morning, I woke up earlier than usual and freshened up.I put on my wedding ring right before I left my house.”

diamond glowed in the sun, dazzling

was waiting

was dressed casually, which made him look youthful,

glow on the horizon, but

the car, neither of us said

between us wouldn't disappear

point

tennis courts, and wanting to catch a breath of fresh

saw Armelle and Henri walking towards

dressed in

already seemed to have finished warming up, and their foreheads

and

and I, on the other hand, were not as energetic as

his fingers with mine, and I looked into his eyes,

skipped a beat, but then

"You came so early!"

my hand, Charles walked to them

"Let's play doubles."

seemed to

racket and took Armelle to the court, leaving no chance for me

cold tone, "You don't want to be my partner? If that's

was stunned for a second,

play doubles with

we were on the court, ready

made many mistakes, there was an

for now, Charles and I were together,

worked hard for the common goal, made up for each

of that, tears welled up

I really wanted to be happy with him, but it

for some reason, I

to my senses, I saw the ball flying

I was frozen, I felt a tall

a wave of his hand, he hit the

then dropped his racket to the ground, grabbed

you okay?" I looked

throat was completely

"I… I'm fine." 

and Armelle also rushed to my side, looking

that you almost got hit by the ball.I was so excited that I accidentally used

was there to protect her just in time!" Armelle said as

her with a

please

the one that was distracted," I comforted

"Take a rest."

Charles dragged me away from the court and made me sit on a bench.He then continued to play with Henri, while Armelle sat down with me

was noon.Armelle

too early to go home.My friend is hosting an art exhibition.Why don't we go there this

all agreed, so after having lunch, we went to the

was holding her husband's arm intimately and talking

down at my hand and saw that Charles was holding my hand tightly, but since my palms were a little sweaty, I pulled my hand

is sweaty,"

turned cold

was a strange coldness between