Charles' POV:

Alas, I could not get Scarlett to talk to me.

Disappointed, I walked out of the ward and met Spencer, David, and Icey, who came to meet Scarlett.

Icey walked into the ward to keep Scarlett company while the rest of us stood outside and talked.

"Charles, look at Scarlett. Do you even take care of her? Why does she keep growing weaker by the day?" Spencer complained.

David nodded in agreement.

"I think Spencer is right. You have to persuade Scarlett to forgive you this time. If you fail to do so, then your relationship is definitely doomed for good."

"Do you guys really think that I am not trying? I've tried everything. I have let her beat me to vent her anger, and I have also tried to tempt her with the kids, but she doesn't even want to budge. As long as she is willing to forgive me, I will even kneel before her and beg, but she just wants to take the kids and leave. What am I supposed to do?"

I held my head dejectedly, the feeling of powerlessness engulfing my heart.

Why did things become so miserable?

Perhaps, Tracy had been right, and if I had not let William take Scarlett away back then, then maybe things would not have come to such a complicated state.

For the sake of the children, she might not have focused on hating me. Perhaps, there would have been a chance for us to turn things around.

But unfortunately, I missed it.

"Charles, I have to remind you about one thing. If Scarlett continues to be so stressed, then it will only bring more harm to her than good."

My heart was a mess and I could not find a solution, so I fell silent.

"By the way, what happened to you that day? I heard that you used a knife?" Spencer asked in a cold voice.

Recalling that day, I felt a sharp pain in my heart.

I realized how crazy I must have been that day.

If I had been sane, I would not have done such a horrible thing to her.

I had asked her to kill herself, and I had told her that I had never loved her.

not forgive me no matter how hard I

a bitter smile to cover up the

so much! What is even going on between the two of you?" There was a hint of regret and

answer his question, but there was one thought in my

not going to

much. Just

"I will."

again,

collar and

"We'll see about that."

fought like beasts,

been good at fighting ever since he was a kid, not

the overwhelming superiority, and soon beat

Spencer covered his bruised face and said, "And you, David! Why aren't you helping me? Are you even

and said helplessly, "Spencer, just accept the truth. Even with my help, you can't

"Fuck!"

my wrinkled clothes and glared at

about taking Scarlett away from me, then I will kill that person, for

that, I turned around and left. Spencer's angry roar echoed behind

don't love her at

no right

to offend me should be aware of the consequences. I would not let anyone take

Scarlett's POV:

was depressed as I lay in the ward, listening to the men

at all. She held my

they have to sort it out on their own.

smile, I told myself not to be concerned with what was going

you have given birth to three kids, and I haven't even got

for a while, but they

remember that we always used

"Perhaps, it was fated."

of a poor

Icey burst into laughter.

Mr. Moore is the kind of

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