Bye, My Irresistible Love

Chapter 44: The Warm Scene 

Charles's POV:

It was crazy.

I wanted to strip Scarlett naked and take her right in the bathtub.I had been finding myself in this kind of situation lately, and I had been finding it harder and harder to control myself.

I definitely frightened Scarlett with my sudden moves, and I hated myself for it.

"I can take a shower by myself.I don't need your help."

With both her hands clutching her shirt shut at the collar, she glared at me.

The heating in the bathroom painted her cheeks a pretty shade of red.

Her chest heaved up and down.

She was still trying to catch her breath.

Her cleavage was slightly exposed, and I could not bring myself to avert my eyes.

Indeed, Scarlett was no longer the little girl who used to chase me around and beg me for candy.

During the three years she spent abroad, she had grown into a full -fledged young woman.

I could not help wondering about the lucky man who would get to be with her.

Could it be Spencer or Abner? I dismissed the thought, for it only pissed me off.

Scarlett started rubbing the paint off her hands and arms.

I watched her and then frowned.

"The paint is not easy to remove.Are you sure you don't need my help?"

I bent over and whispered in her ear.

"No, thanks."

I smiled as I saw her ears turn red.

But then she stood up and started shoving me toward the bathroom door.

Before I reached the door, I turned and saw her red ears again.I could not help teasing her.

"Maybe we should take a shower together.I also got some paint on me.And it'd be a great way to conserve water,"

I suggested smugly and leaned against the door.I expected to see panic and nervousness in Scarlett's eyes, but she just flashed me an uninterested expression.

After rolling her eyes and heaving a bored sigh, she finally spoke.

"Like you care about conserving anything at all.Again, no, thanks, Charles.And save your sexual jokes for Rita.I'm sure she'll be thrilled to hear them."

The sheer coldness on Scarlett's face almost made me choke.

I tried to flirt with her, she always ruined the

up in our conversation again? I would never crack a dirty joke in front of

snapped as I fell out of the

wouldn't.She's your ever dearest Rita.Unlike me,

backfired through clenched

meant.I'm sorry, okay? I'll leave you to clean yourself

sigh, I reached out and brushed

slightly turned away, but I was

heat of her

got furious like that and used such loaded words, the last thing I wanted was to piss her off even

Scarlett's POV: 

finally walked out of

with rage when he made his stupid suggestion about us taking a shower

sick whim? Damn

the bathroom for more than half

Charles only annoyed me more and

bathroom until the

I put on Charles's clean clothes that he let me borrow and went to

the living room when the heavenly smell of roasted beef and

been a long time

he made time to cook, but when we started working, he barely had the space

approached slowly

reminded me so much of the time

I was home with Charles, and Rita was not

was so

the best times

waiting for? Wash your hands and come

an apron, and the dishes in his hands

it was the soft lighting or the smile on his face that made him look gentle and

perfect husband that

scene in front of me almost moved me, but then I

now Charles's fiancee, and I was but a

thanks.I'm going home.Thanks for the shower and the clothes.I'll launder them and get them right back to

on a polite smile and headed to the front

"Wait! Scarlett, stop!"

pretended not

doorknob, Charleswas already

shoulder, I could see the table

even

you understand? You're just making things harder than they have to be.You're engaged to Rita and about to divorce me.We have to keep our distance from each

was sick and tired of being spun around in Charles's web.I tried hard to

on to me so tightly that my wrist began turning

out.It's not safe for you to

and looked

there were not any lights

my moments of hesitation, eased his

towed me to

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