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.

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

"What's wrong, ma'am?"

my ward without my permission and disturbed my rest. Can you please kick him

"Well..."

to do, the nurse clasped her awkwardly

nurse and ordered, "You

a sigh of relief.

deafening silence fell in the ward the instant the nurse

bed, scooped a spoonful

like you really want me to

He

sat up straight, grabbed the spoon from

"Ahem!"

choked on it. Not only that, but I also felt that I was going to throw up. I covered my

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

fell onto something warm. It turned out that Charles had caught me just

Charles did not let go of me and even gently patted me on the back. With his free hand, he pressed on the call bell and then took

course, I would not let him touch me. I snatched the tissue from him and wiped my

you suffer again," Charles solemnly

the pain

was the strongest cage in the world. He got me trapped

was hard to breathe. 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

known I would

things that

was cruel, and I would never

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

was written all over Charles's face. Seeing that I did not move, he took

flames of anger burned my

Charles had asked me to beat him up. I would do what he

him

His face tilted sideways due to

stunned for a second. But just like he had promised, he did not get angry and instead

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

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

we were at a stalemate, the

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

over and touched my swollen ankle. His

patient hurt her ankle

not answer and just shot daggers

noticed my gaze, and he cast a reproachful glance at

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