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.

at him in response. Then, I pressed the call bell, and a young nurse came running to me the

"What's wrong, ma'am?"

broke into my ward without my permission and disturbed my

"Well..."

awkwardly

nurse and ordered, "You

sigh of relief.

the ward the instant the

the edge of my bed, scooped a spoonful of soup, and brought it

to feed

the fuck? He

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

"Ahem!"

it. Not only that, but I also felt that I was

felt a sharp, intense pain in my ankle. I lost my balance and fell to

ground, I fell onto something warm. It turned out that Charles had

go of me and even gently patted me on the back. With his free hand, he pressed on the call bell and then took a tissue

course, I would not let him touch me. I snatched the

sorry for making you

that the pain

strongest cage in the

But then, I realized that it was not because of his arms but his presence. My heart ached because of him, and I was on the verge of

known I would suffer. Why did

things that would

was cruel, and I

me up? Do anything to me—punch me, kick me, slap

written all over Charles's face. Seeing that I did not

burned my

asked me to beat him up. I would do

slapped him across

sideways due

just like he had promised,

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

anger. I raised my hand to slap him again, but

we were at a stalemate, the doctor came

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

over and touched my swollen ankle. His mere touch hurt so much that

patient hurt her ankle

not answer and just

and he cast

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