Bye, My Irresistible Love

Scarlett's POV: 

"Charles, are you sure about that? Are you really going to let me date Scarlett?" Spencer asked excitedly.

"Yes" Charles answered firmly.

"Then you'd better remember that I'm a man with needs.Scarlett is beautiful.If something happens between us, I hope you won't regret your decision"

"I have told you that you two will just pretend to be in a relationship! You're not allowed to touch her!"

"If I date a girl but never touch her, then what's the point of dating her? For killing time?"

"Cut the crap.I'm telling you, don't you dare lay a finger on her!" Charles warned.

He was stubborn and did not want to reason with Spencer, and the latter sounded displeased.

At that very moment, I walked out of the fitting room.

Spencer turned to look at me.

"Beautiful" he exclaimed.

He walked over, circled around me, and then looked at me from head to toe.

"I won't dare to take you out wearing like this, or else other men will try to steal you from me"

His compliment was an exaggeration, but I let him be.I did not say anything in response.

Instead, I just lowered my head and avoided eye contact with Charles.

He showed up uninvited, but his face was frigid as though he did not want to be here.

What the hell was his problem? Spencer bought the dress for me.

As he handed his card to the saleswoman for payment, I whispered in his ear, "I'll pay you back when I get my salary"

Truth be told, I was grateful that Spencer was willing to put on an act with me.

He had been so kind to me from the very beginning, so I would rather not spend his money.

It was too much.

As for his conversation with Charles, I just shrugged it off.

The reason why I had decided to divorce Charles was that I wanted to stay away from him.

In this case, how could I really be with his friend? Once we walked out of the boutique, we headed to the restaurant Christine had suggested.

At the dinner table, Spencer put one hand on my shoulder and assured the old lady, "Christine, I like Scarlett very much.You can rest assured that I will make her happy"

"You're so reliable" Christine remarked.

glanced at Charles, and her face

here who only loves that dying

Charles did not respond.

plate, and it

"Thank you, Christine"

took my plate and began cutting my steak

it in front of me

hands and threw them into the

could they be dirty?" Spencer asked

retorted without even lifting his

to say a word,

was trying to catch our attention? If Spencer did not take my knife and fork, how could he cut the

at Charles and said to Spencer

the waiter and asked for a

it were someone else, Charles would have

Christine was

had no choice but to hold

eat once I had a new set of

I was eating, I saw a dish being placed near

looked up and found that it was

food" Charles said with a

anymore" I pushed the dish back

dinner

the restaurant, Christine asked

course, I did not want her to worry, so I told her something

Christine was pleased.

like to have dinner with Spencer and me

and

in a bad mood

Christine's words, his

he grabbed my hand and dragged

he hurriedly said before getting

hell are you

forward to try and stop Charles,

Even Christine was infuriated.

stood by the car window and shouted, "Charles, what's gotten into you?! Why are you

"Go"

the driver without even

sped

but wave goodbye to the two

our sight, Charles massaged his forehead with his thumb and index finger and cautioned, "Don't get

but sneer upon hearing his

him to me? You said it would set Grandma's mind at rest.But now, you're telling me that

my eyes in disdain.I did not know what

me of course.But you...you're a woman.He has