Bye, My Irresistible Love

Chapter 330

Scarlett's POV:

I felt better than last night when I awoke in the morning.

I was a little hungry, so I decided to call Tracy to bring me breakfast. But before I could reach for my phone, Charles pushed the door open, a delicious food box in his hand.

He walked toward me and put the box on the Small table by the bed.

"It's time for breakfast."

But I did not want to talk to him, and I refused to eat whatever he had brought me.

Despite the look of derision on my face, Charles did not seem to be discouraged. He took out the food from the box one by one, unperturbed. Now, I could see that he had brought fried eggs, bacon, sandwiches, and even a bowl of corn soup.

The familiar fragrance greeted me in an instant.

"Mom made it for you. Try have some," Charles urged, looking a little uneasy.

I knew what the look on his face meant. He was lying. The truth was, his mother, Alice, could not cook.

It must be him who had prepared the food.

But so what?

I had changed. I would no longer be touched just because he had made me breakfast.

Although the table in front of me was full of my favorite dishes, I remained unmoved. To spite Charles, I picked up the milk the hospital had provided and drank it.

He frowned and moved the breakfast closer to me.

"Eat the food I've brought. Hospital food is not as nutritious as you think it is."

I looked up at him and snorted. "Who are you? Didn't you say I'm filthy? You should stay away from me then, or else you'll get yourself dirty."

Charles stiffened and looked at me with an inexplicable look on his face.

"Jerry and Jason are waiting for you at home. Are you sure you want to continue talking to me like this?"

A sneer tugged at my mouth upon hearing this. How dare this bastard threaten me with my own children?

I looked into his eyes unyieldingly, but his face showed that he would not make a compromise. For a moment, we stared into each other's eyes. Neither of us seemed willing to concede. But in the end, I lost.

I hated his overbearingness. Exasperated, I put down the milk and leaned against the pillow sulkily.

"Are you implying that I should feed you???" Charles asked with a cunning look on his face.

the call bell, and a young nurse came running to

"What's wrong, ma'am?"

my ward without my permission and disturbed my rest. Can

"Well..."

do, the nurse clasped her awkwardly and

and ordered, "You can

a sigh of relief.

in the

bed, scooped a spoonful of soup, and brought it to my

you really want me to feed

He really was

I sat up straight, grabbed the spoon from his hand, and gulped down the

"Ahem!"

it. Not only that, but I also felt that I was going to throw

I felt a sharp, intense pain in my ankle.

of hitting the cold, hard ground, I fell onto something warm. It turned out that Charles

me on the back. With his free hand,

me. I snatched the

you suffer again," Charles solemnly

the pain in my ankle was making

in the world.

embrace was so tight that it was hard to breathe. But then, I realized that it was not because of his arms but his

known I would suffer. Why did

do the things

man was cruel, and I would

about you beat me up? Do anything to me—punch me, kick me, slap me. You can do anything to me as long as it makes you feel

Charles's face. Seeing that I did

flames of anger burned my reason to

me to beat him up. I would

him across

this time, he was not holding my hand anymore. His face tilted sideways due to the impact,

like he had promised, he did

can slap me again if you're still not satisfied." Charles closed his eyes and moved his face

hand to slap him again, but I could not bring myself

a stalemate, the doctor

and made a beeline to the doctor. "Doctor, my wife sprained her

and touched my swollen ankle. His mere

hurt her ankle

and just shot daggers

my gaze, and he cast a

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