Bye, My Irresistible Love

Chapter 347 His Heart Softened 

Scarlett’s POV: As I stared into Charles’ affectionate eyes, I remembered how I had lost myself in his eyes countless of times in the past. Even until now, it seemed that I couldn‘t free myself from his gaze. But in the end, he broke my heart. And now, I had learned my lesson. I would never ble so foolish ever again. “Have you forgotten what you told me before? You said you never loved me,” I said in a calm voice. I deliberately tore open my wound to remind myself of its pain, and to tell myself never to be addicted ‘to his love again.

“Scarlett, those words were said in the spur of the moment. I never meant them!” Charles held my shoulders, visibly anxious. “Is that so?”

Even though I had warned myself of this moment so many times, tears still welled up in my eyes and completely blurred my vision. Each time that he said something to hurt me, he would always claim that he merely said those words because he was angry. It was like I was his plaything. Whenever he wanted me, he would shackle me to his side at all times. And once he didn’t want me anymore, he would get rid of me just as easily. I had had enough of it.

His love for me was always fickle. The day he told me that he never loved me, I died inside. 

In the dim room, I ran my hand along his face, down to his angular chin and his Adam’s apple.

This face that had been engraved into my very soul was something that I could never forget for the rest of my life. But I was exhausted. I didn’t want to love him anymore. “If you really love me, Charles, please set me free. I‘ll take my kids to a place that no one ever knows and I’ll raise them on my own.” I held his face as tears fell from my eyes. “What about me?” Charles asked in a hoarse voice “You’ve got so many other choices, don’t you? You have Rita and Nancy. There are countless women obsessed with you. They’re gentler, more considerate, and more obedient than me.” “But they’re not you! Scarlett, I can no longer live without you. You can’t just be selfish and run away like this,” Charles grunted as he cupped my cheeks. Tears streamed down my eyes. My mind was completely chaotic right now, “Hush now… don’t cry.” Gently, he wiped my tears awayand embraced me “Please, let me go,” I pleaded. Charles didn’t respond. He just hugged me like a dragon guarding his most prized treasure.

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After that night, he disappeared.

 It seemed like he had vanished from the surface of the earth. I had no idea if Charles had gone softhearted, but his departure gradually helped me put my life ‘back on track. One day, on my way to work, I accidentally saw William in a cafe outside the TV station. It had been so long since I last saw him. “Long time no see, Scarlett,” he greeted while approaching. “You‘re right. It has been a long time, hasn‘t it?” 

William seemed to have lost weight, and he looked disheveled. We then sat in the cafe in silence. Too many things had happened lately, and we both needed some time to process it. “Are you really going to stay? How did he persuade you?” William asked after taking a sip of his coffee. “Charles said that he’s going to another city to handle a new project and wouldn’t come back in a few years, which means he won’t be troubling me for the time being.” As I held the cup of coffee in my hand, I smelled the aroma of the coffee.

What kind of project would need Charles to personally handle it?” William

visibly surprised. “The only reason you came to this city was because your sister’s heart was in Rita’s body. Now that you’ve gotten it back, there’s no more reason for you to be

him, weighing the pros and cons for

barely have any time for myself.” “Did he tell you

of our own lives.” As a matter of fact, William and I had been stuck in the past. I figured it was time for us to move on. “Scarlett, starting over a new life is a lie. You‘re just deceiving yourself. All i know is that the woman I love is sitting right in front of me. I can‘t just lie to myself by moving on and living as though nothing had

down on William’s face through the glass window as he stared at me with his

how I could persuade him

William had left, I sat in the cafe on my own for a long time. When my colleague finally called to urge me to

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about postpartum mothers

managed to raise three sons by selling homemade pizza. Mary seemed restless in the studio, so I brought her a cup of hot cocoa to soothe her nerves. “Don’t be

why were you so determined to work during

I was really poor back then,” Mary said in

lips. “Honestly, being poor isn‘t that terrible. Over the years, my husband and I have been supporting each other. We have three sons, and we

realistic beauty that had overcome years of adversity. Somehow, I envied her. Even though her life

was over, it was already late, so

opened the door, I saw James playing on the carpet as little toys lay

dear!