Bye, My Irresistible Love

Caroline‘s POV 

Seven days later, I recovered well. I packed up my things and was ready to leave the hospital

I was about to get out of bed when Charles suddenly walked up to me and said, “Don‘t move. Let me help you.” 

When I saw his outstretched hands, I leaned away and glared at him. “No, thank you, I can get out of bed by myself.” 

Ignoring my refusal, Charles bent over and carried me out En route, Charles slightly loosened his grip on me. Afraid that I would fall, I surged forward and wrapped my arms around his neck.

Charles looked down at me and I hid my face in his chest because I didn‘t want him or anyone to see that I was blushing. However, the staff of the hospital came to bid me farewell. As soon as we stepped out of the ward, we were surrounded by the doctors and nurses of the hospital. They held out flowers to me and called out their best wishes for us, “Congratulations, Mr. Moore and Mrs. Moore, May you two live together till you‘re old and grey.” 

“Make sure you rest and don‘t stress yourself at all, either physically or emotionally. That means that you shouldn‘t do anything that will make you tired or upset. And if anything happens, contact me as soon as you possibly can,” the doctor who carried out the C–section on me explained kindly. 

“I will adhere to all your instructions, doctor. Thank you all so much for taking great care of me,” I replied politely Charles nodded to everyone and left with me in his arms.

When we walked out of the elevator, I saw Nevaeh

Some days ago, Nevaeh had tried to enter my ward but was stopped by my bodyguards. But I knew for a fact that she was not going to stop trying until she found a way to see me. Bandages covered most of her body, at least the parts of her I could see since she was in a wheelchair. The last thing I wanted to do was be nice to a woman that seduced my husband, so I turned my face away from her. The only acknowledgement Charles gave her was an indifferent glance over his shoulder as he began to walk out with me in his arms.

 “Charles, I‘m here to thank you for leaving Caroline behind that night to see me,” Nevaeh shouted. Inhaling sharply, I tightened my grip on Charles‘ neck. For a second, Charles stopped walking as he froze, his hands on my body tightening,

Neither of them spoke another word. It was over. I had lost.

It wasn‘t that I was lost to Nevaeh. I was actually defeated by the fact that there would always be countless women around Charles

soon as possible, I was going to get a divorce from Charles and put an end to this

wouldn‘t matter what he did with other women because it would have nothing to do with me. However, hot tears still streamed down my cheeks and wetted

in the car, fastened the seat belt for me and closed the door gently He didn‘t say a word from the moment the car pulled away from the hospital gates

entire drive. But when we finally reached the Moore mansion, I couldn‘t help but voice an important question, “When shall we

window.  It was a little longer than I expected, but it didn‘t matter. I would just hold on

I would be able to

car. He

dodged his hand and tried to walk

walk after you go back to your room.” Then Charles carried me out of the car. The elders were waiting at the door. When they saw us approaching, they immediately came

The boys leaned against the bed, their awestruck

meeting her for a long time and were reluctant to leave after finally meeting her. A laugh

up a them. The phone rang and Charles stepped away to answer his call. When his call was over, he returned

to be careful. Don‘t hurt your sister accidentally, okay?” Even though they nodded vigorously to show they understood their father‘s words, their unblinking eyes were on their

replied with a gentle

you love more, my

up at me and replied patiently.

and want to have a rest.”

down with my back to them. Charles lowered his

boys left. Charles walked back to

rest. I‘ll bring her back to you when you

I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep. Charles then left the room quietly with our daughter in his arms. After some deliberation, I decided to name her Jessica. When she was one–month old, we held a grand party for Jessica and introduced her to all our relatives and friends. The table in the

was a delicate and beautiful necklace in the box. There was also a note at the bottom. On the note was Nevaeh‘s signature. A cold fury

not for me and Jessica,” I ordered brusquely as