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,"

calm down the

indignant expression morphed

way.I don't believe

thought occurred to

would Lucia go and ask for

aim was not sponsorship, but something

invited to the

"No problem."

recorded,

audience was unwilling

that, I informed the director to do

leave first, but was stopped at the sight of Lucia walking

gaze rather sinister, and

she picked up a microphone on the stage and turned it

What are

stared at

be anxious, Scarlett! I'm here to apologize to you, aren't I? I'm really sorry.I drank too much

into me like

This was no apology.

through the microphone in the whole studio, just as she

accidentally interrupted your date with your interviewee! Please convey my sincerest apologies

audience and staff who hadn't left the

a cold look at

aunt, right? She came to apologize to me at noon, and wanted me to spare

"Apologize?"

out a grim cackle before glaring icily at me, haughtiness

just went to see him for business, but Charles liked me.He wanted to hug me and

pitiful voice was distorted by the

my

was a commotion at

of the noise and saw the door of the

sharply in a

eyes bore into mine meaningfully the instant he

spun around to glance at

here, her face grew as

made my way to Charles and greeted him with a warm smile, "Honey,

toward me and took

"Call me honey again."

to this was to roll

loud noise crash

shrank in fear and hid

his arm around my waist protectively

looked aside, I saw that Lucia was sitting

holding her ankle with one hand, seemingly in

noise was a result of her falling, and she had sprained her ankle in the process, Lucia reached out to Charles,

say that just now! It was Scarlett who forced

step back, still shielding

"Filth."

from him

Her whole body shook.

and snarled coldly, "I asked you to say that my husband liked you

"I… I…"

and hawed, fumbling

she was unable to

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