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.

sir. The client left right after," Amy

The company will not tolerate anyone who gets easily offended by

I hung up on Amy and walked back to the

my racket and vented all my frustrations and anger

until Richard raised his arms in surrender and tried hard to catch

until now, I was still

playing, I grabbed a towel and wiped away my sweat.

me

Scarlett's POV:

bed, staring at the ceiling, I recalled Charles' warning and felt

letting me go. Thus, I must figure

the door and came in, a glimmer of hope sparked in my

did you scale the wall

are you still plotting to escape?" Janet

fearing that she'd tell Charles

been planning to run away, he'd certainly

and I know the exact number of the guards around here." It seemed that

feeling like I was

been

Janet shook

I nodded and said

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

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

was Charles, so I hid

out that it wasn't Charles. It was

was wearing a mask, I was

that I felt the urge to

he quickly made a gesture of

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