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 right after," Amy

who gets easily offended by the littlest things!" I was already frustrated because Scarlett kept insisting on divorcingme.

Amy

picked up my racket and vented all my frustrations and

until Richard raised his arms in surrender

even until now, I

grabbed a towel and wiped away my sweat. Afterwards, I took a quick

make me temporarily forget my pain and

Scarlett's POV:

bed, staring at the ceiling, I recalled

intention of letting me go. Thus, I must figure

knocked on the door and came in, a

scale the

plotting to escape?" Janet asked

fearing

to find out that I'd been planning to run away, he'd certainly double the number of

and I know the exact number of the guards around here." It seemed that Janet was intent on persuading me

feeling like

William been

Janet

that, I nodded and said

wasn't surprised because William was a calm and collected man. He probably wouldn't break in with

I was about to go to bed, the door of my

Charles, so I hid myself

out that it wasn't Charles. It was actually a man in a

a mask, I was able to recognize him

so excited that I felt the

he quickly made a gesture

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