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.

me no matter how hard I tried now.

closed my eyes with a bitter smile to cover up the despair that was about to

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

to answer his question, but there was one

know that I am not going to let her

her too much. Just take care

"I will."

sneered, "Charles, remember what you said today. If Scarlett gets hurt again, then I

and hissed, "How dare

"We'll see about that."

and I fought like beasts,

at fighting ever since he was a kid, not

enjoyed the overwhelming superiority, and soon beat him

push it!" Spencer covered his bruised face and said, "And you,

the wall, shrugged his shoulders, and said helplessly, "Spencer, just accept the

"Fuck!"

clothes

Scarlett away

around and left. Spencer's angry roar echoed behind

you don't love her

have no right

should be aware of the consequences. I would not let anyone take Scarlett away

Scarlett's POV:

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

who was sitting beside me, was not worried at

out on their own. There is no need for us to

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

you have given birth to three kids,

a while, but they hadn't

don't know how I got pregnant. I remember that we always

"Perhaps, it was fated."

was of a poor

Icey burst into laughter.

Mr. Moore is the kind of man who would use

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