Charles' POV:

My heart ached when I saw how determined Scarlett was when she asked for a divorce.

I walked up to her, held her chin, and forced her to look me in the eye.

"Scarlett, do you really want to divorce me?" I grunted.

The thought that she couldn't wait to get away from me only served to sadden me further. I was so dejected over that I could hardly breathe.

Scarlett didn't respond. She just stared at me with a cold gaze.

"I've already told you that I will never divorce you unless I die, Scarlett!" I growled. The way she looked back at me annoyed me. Frustrated, I scoffed at her and forced her to get closer to me.

I would willingly do anything for her aside from getting divorced. Never would I give her an opportunity to leave me!

"Charles, I just want to be away from you! I don't want to have anything to do with you ever again. Besides, you already have Nancy. It's not like you can't live without me. Why can't you just set me free?" Scarlett shook her head bitterly. I could see despair in her eyes.

"Just forget it, Scarlett. I will never agree to a divorce. I won't let you leave me, nor will I let you go back to William!" I warned.

Scarlett struggled to push me away and then she lay on her side with her back to me.

She was starting to get on my nerves, so I left the ward.

Around four in the afternoon, Richard and I had just finished playing tennis.

Just as I was about to take a shower, I received a call from Amy.

"Mr. Moore, during the lunch party this noon, one of the clients offended Nancy and she ended up slapping him across the face."

"Did negotiations fall through?" I asked impatiently.

Nancy was merely a means for me to infuriate Scarlett. Now that Scarlett had returned to me, Nancy was no longer useful.

client left

wishes to keep her job, she has to do her duty. And if she wants to quit, then she can fuck off! The company will not tolerate anyone who gets easily offended by the littlest things!" I was already frustrated because Scarlett kept insisting on divorcingme. And finding

on Amy and walked

and vented all my frustrations

arms in surrender and tried

now, I

that we were done playing, I grabbed a towel and wiped away my sweat. Afterwards, I took a quick shower and drove to the

make me temporarily forget

Scarlett's POV:

on the bed, staring at the ceiling,

would appear that he had no intention of letting me go. Thus, I must figure out another

the door and came

scale the

are you still plotting to

answer the question, fearing that she'd tell Charles about

to run away, he'd certainly double the number of guards

not even Richard, Tracy, and I know the exact number of the guards around

looked down, feeling like I

been here,

not." Janet shook her

nodded and

collected man. He probably wouldn't break in

about to go to bed, the door of my ward was opened from

Charles, so I hid

Charles. It was actually a

man was wearing a mask, I was able

felt the urge

made

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