Bye, My Irresistible Love

Chapter 215: Self-inflicted Retribution 

Scarlett's POV: 

Charles's lips brushed my fingers in a soft kiss, before pulling away slowly.Then, he stood up to look affectionately at me, his eyes filled with love and warmth.

"I've taken off my ring once, and you've also taken off yours once.Now, we're even." I felt helpless, but I couldn't say anything to retort.

Left with no choice, I pushed him to the door disgruntledly.

"Go to your company now.You have work to do, Mr.Moore!"

Charles let go of my hand obediently.

He gave me another kiss to bid me farewell, and soon left.

I watched his receding figure, my sight gradually blurring after a while.

"I really… can't escape from you."

I turned my sights to the ring on my finger.

Without realizing it, tear drops fell from my eyes and on the ring.

After lunch, Charles's grandmother and mother came back, their hands laden with a lot of bags.

Obviously, they had gone on a terrific shopping spree.

Janet and Tracy also returned with James.

It was obvious who had sent all of them away at the same time.

Later that afternoon, Janet drove me to the TV station.

"Scarlett?"

I looked up to see the person who had called for me, and discovered it was none other than Linda.

She had a high position, and her words held sway over the entire TV station.

We barely had any interactions with each other, especially in recent times.

I found it a little strange for her to come to me so suddenly "Hey, Linda.What's up?"

Linda sighed sadly and looked at me, guilt written all over her face.

"I heard that Lucia did something terrible and offended you yesterday.I'd like to apologize on her behalf.I'll ask her to apologize to you in person when I see her later."

That left me confused.

As soon as Linda left, Nina's voice rang next to me.

"Why did Linda come here all of a sudden? Is she making trouble for you?"

"Say, Nina.Does Linda have anything to do with Lucia?"

"What, you don't know? Lucia's her niece."

Nina furrowed her brows with righteous indignation.

"Was she here to back Lucia up? How dare she!"

"No, no.Actually, she was here to apologize for Lucia,"

trying to calm down the agitated

whose indignant

No way.I don't

thought occurred to

and ask for Charles's help? That led

aim was not sponsorship, but something

the way, more than one hundred audience and guests have been invited to

"No problem."

later that afternoon was successfully recorded, with all

much, the audience was

the director to do

leave first, but was stopped at the sight of Lucia

gaze rather

microphone on

What are you

at her,

the microphone to her lips and said, her voice magnified in volume, "Don't be anxious, Scarlett! I'm here to apologize to you, aren't I? I'm really sorry.I

into

This was no apology.

microphone in the whole studio, just

interrupted your date with your interviewee! Please convey my sincerest apologies to William, Scarlett.I really didn't mean

and staff who hadn't left the studio all turned to me with

shot a cold look at

apologize to me at noon, and wanted me to

"Apologize?"

a grim cackle before glaring icily at me, haughtiness exuding out of her

I apologize to you? Is it because I drank with Charles? I just went to see

was distorted by the equipment,

my anger was

there was a

noise and saw the door of

in, dressed sharply in a handsome

mine meaningfully the instant he entered the

to glance at

grew

to Charles and greeted him with a

walked toward me and took

"Call me honey again."

response to this was to roll my eyes

then, a loud noise crash

shrank in fear

around my waist protectively and said,

I looked aside, I saw that Lucia was sitting on

her ankle with one hand, seemingly

a result of her falling, and she had sprained her ankle in the

say that just

back, still shielding me in his arms with ferocious

"Filth."

single word from him turned

Her whole body shook.

liked you and wanted to hug you in front

"I… I…"

hawed, fumbling in

unable to

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