Scarlett's POV:

 

Yesterday, Charles didn't stop fucking me until it was midnight, so it was difficult for me to get up on time today. After turning off the alarm clock, I turned over, still half-asleep.

 

"Scarlett," Charles muttered before he kissed me. "You'll be late if you keep lying around in bed. Come on, get up! I'm heading downstairs to make breakfast," he added.

 

"Got it." Despite my reluctant, I got up.

 

After washing my face and brushing my teeth, I heard James babbling. I hurried to his crib to check on him.

 

In the crib, he was looking at me with bright eyes, reaching his hands out to me. "Ma! Momma," he mumbled.

 

My heart melted at how cute he was. Gently, I held my little angel's hand. "Do you want a hug, James?"

 

James flashed me a bright smile, babbling with excitement.

 

"You're so adorable!" I cradled James in my arms, coaxing him. He appeared to be sleepy, and he soon fell asleep.

 

All of a sudden, I heard a knock on the door. It was Tracy. She came up here to tell me that it was time to go downstairs and have breakfast.

 

As I looked at my baby in my arms, I was reluctant to leave him.

 

"I'll take care of James for you." Tracy volunteered to help me, and carefully took James from my arms.

 

With that, I went downstairs to the dining room after exhorting her to be careful.

 

In the dining room, Charles was serving breakfast on the table. The way he looked so attentive was so tempting to me. Beneath his rolled-up shirt sleeves, his long arms and slender hands were exposed. Even though they weren't that muscular, I knew that they were strong.

 

Realizing that my mind was wandering, I blushed. After composing myself, I went to the table to sit down.

 

Charles was looking at me expectantly, and his expression made me giggle. "It's really good. Thank you for breakfast, Charles."

 

"It's all worth it as long as you enjoy the food, my love." It was then that Charles sat down and ate with satisfaction. After a while, he suggested, "Hey, Scarlett. If you're not too busy, do you want to play tennis together this afternoon?"

 

"Oh, too bad. I'm a little busy lately because of the new program. I can't go," I responded, looking at him with regret.

 

"Oh," Charles replied casually. But I noticed the faint sadness from his eyes.

 

I moved my chair closer to his and held his hand.

 

Charles smiled at me, and asked, "What's the theme of the new program?"

 

"It's about a mother's postpartum journey," I answered.

 

"Sounds meaningful," he said.

 

learn how to be more tolerant and understanding of mothers." After saying that, I

 

kind of life was

 

program is too ideal. The law of the jungle is the law of our society. Instead of tackling how others should react towards postpartum mothers, I think you should focus more on the mentality and ability

 

there was nothing

 

I held Charles' hand and asked, "Can you

 

on me." Charles interlocked his fingers

 

in touch with some of them to get some materials for my program?" I asked expectantly. Upon seeing

 

say that, he shot me a cold glance. "I didn't say no. Don't ask Spencer for help. Otherwise, I'm going

 

chuckled, leaning on his

 

hugged me, chuckling

 

breakfast, I went to

 

a call from Nina. "Why aren't you here yet?

 

in a

 

minutes later, I arrived

 

being late," I

 

woman! It seems like we won't be able to have

 

it, you! As long as it's a work

 

I might not be able to have lunch with you all the time." Nina suddenly sounded

 

it because your husband thinks that I'm taking up too much of your time? Don't worry about it. You can meet up with him during lunch breaks, if

 

planning to resign.

aid

 

"Really?" I was surprised.

 

groups who are having a hard time getting help from anyone. I just woke up one day, overwhelmed by sympathy, and I wanted to do something to help them.

 

going to leave

 

Nina looked into my eyes and asked,

 

one hundred percent, Nina. If you say that this is something you want to do, just do it! And if there's

 

Nina hugged me earnestly.

 

and waited until she calmed down

 

a while,

 

next to Nina and took away the fruit wine beside her. "Why are you

 

but the waiter also poured a glass for me. I didn't even touch mine.

 

Abner's face softened.

 

I asked, visibly confused. This particular fruit wine contained very little alcohol, and it was one

 

"We're preparing to have a

 

at them and expressed my sincerest

 

lunch almost over, I received a message from Charles. "Honey, what did you have for

 

camera and took a

 

The way he questioned me sounded so unfriendly. "Who are you

 

and Abner,"

 

your distance from married men."

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