Bye, My Irresistible Love

Charles’ Pov:

After breakfast, Caroline and I drove James to the kindergarten.

On the way, James whispered in my ear, “Daddy, I heard Mommy talking to a man on the phone last night.” 

“Which man?”

Caroline barred me from sleeping in her room, but she had the time to call another man at night. The longer I thought about it, the unhappier I was. I gripped the steering wheel tightly, the green eyed monster in my chest reigning supreme. 

“The man he’s referring to is Diego. You hit the poor man and I had to apologize to him,” Caroline explained with a helpless shrug. From my periphery, I glanced at her before snorting derisively. 

“Why are you apologizing to him? If he didn’t get fresh with you, I wouldn’t have asked someone to beat him up.”

“He didn’t get fresh with me. He helped me up out of kindness. If it weren’t for him, I would have fallen.” Caroline glared at me and turned her head to the other side as if she didn’t want to talk to me. 

I turned the steering wheel irritably but said nothing. I was well aware of the fact that I could be very possessive where Caroline was concerned, but I just couldn’t stand the idea of other men getting close to her. Besides, it was obvious that Diego had ulterior motives. 

James asked curiously, “Mommy, who is Diego?”

“He is Mommy’s colleague, a very handsome one in fact.” Caroline turned to James and answered with a twinkle in her eye.

“Handsome? Is he more handsome than Daddy?” 

After chewing on her answer, he finally blurted the question. Caroline was silent for two seconds. She looked at my face for a while and concluded, “He is younger than your father.” 

These words were like a torrent, completely drowning my reason. Before I had even fully thought it through, my foot was already slamming down hard on the brake. The sound of rubber tires screeching against the ground as we came to a sudden stop cut through James’ sentence. 

The bodyguards following our car also braked and hurried out of their car. In seconds flat, they surrounded my car and looked around vigilantly. James gripped the seat belt and asked nervously, “Daddy, what’s wrong? Is there any bad guy?”

“There are no bad guys. Sit back down,” I retorted sharply, my cold gaze focused solely on Caroline. 

The sudden brake caught her by surprise. She was shoved forward by the car’s suddenly stopping before the seatbelt stopped her forward momentum. Her face turned pale and she turned towards me nervously. 

“Why did you stop in the middle of the road?” 

he so young?” I asked

Caroline blinked innocently. 

cold clasped around my

him?

away from me, but she had nowhere to go, trapped in the passenger seat as she was. She settled on

few seconds of tense silence, she broke our stare off and glanced out of the window with a frown.

do you want me to say? It’s true that he is young. Why are you making such a fuss over a trivial

what other people thought of me. The only thing I cared about

up and turned the

good pace, albeit a slow one, but I was in a terrible mood the entire

a long while, the car was deathly silent since neither of us was willing to be the first to speak. Leaning back in my seat, I stroked the steering wheel with the heels of my palm and gazed at nothing in particular. Caroline lowered her eyes and unlatched

hurry to see that young man? Do I drive too slowly

of Wilson Group, I

seat belt and opened the door to alight the

Be careful on

her arm and pulled her back into the car. Startled, Caroline screamed but I cut off her screams with my kiss. Icey’s words was like a festering wound in my heart. It corroded every single one of my senses and left

like a snake’s tongue. The feeling it roused

Caroline’s POV:

closed for the day, Charles was waiting for me downstairs. He picked me

for a few minutes before going to play with

left in the

on the table and the family gathered around, everyone

have dinner. Zoey also wants to cook more maternity meals for Caroline. She has no chance to display the maternity food she has learned before, so she

I want you to stay at home more frequently. I haven’t seen you

her hand, I murmured softly, “Okay, I’ll stay here tonight.”

rarely visit your elders, so you must stay the night now that

Was she trying to say that I would

willing him with the blinks of my eyes to go along

Why don’t

you talk on the phone with him on the way back?”

our interaction raptly, Charles made a show of picking up his phone before going through his call log The

me with a faint smile.