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,"

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 out

up on Amy and

and vented all

arms in surrender and tried

until now, I

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

make me temporarily forget my pain and ease my

Scarlett's POV:

at the ceiling, I recalled Charles' warning and felt

no intention of letting me go. Thus, I must figure out another

came in, a

how did you scale the wall in

you still plotting

answer the question, fearing that

I'd been planning to run away, he'd certainly double the

I know the exact number of the guards around

down, feeling like I

William been

Janet

I nodded and

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

was about to go to bed, the

it was Charles, so I hid myself beneath

it turned out that it wasn't Charles. It was

was wearing a mask, I was able to recognize him

excited that I felt the urge to call his

he quickly made a gesture

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