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.

 

see the life of a mother postpartum, and hope that they can learn how to be more tolerant and understanding of mothers." After saying that, I let out a sigh. I recalled the time when I

 

of life was difficult

 

that the theme of your 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

 

remark left me stunned, and there

 

of pondering, I held Charles' hand and asked, "Can you do

 

me." Charles

 

a lot of moms in your company, right? Do you mind if I get in touch with some of them to

 

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

 

leaning on his

 

hugged me,

 

breakfast, I went to

 

Nina. "Why aren't you here

 

in a

 

twenty minutes later, I

 

for being

 

me and bantered, "What a busy woman! It seems like we won't be

 

long as it's a work day,

 

to have lunch

 

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

 

planning to resign. I

legal aid

 

"Really?" I was surprised.

 

one day, overwhelmed by sympathy, and I wanted to do something

 

you're really going to leave the TV station?" I

 

and asked, "Do you think

 

that this is something you want to do, just do it! And if there's anything I can

 

words, Nina hugged me earnestly. "I knew you'd understand

 

and waited until she

 

while,

 

and took away the fruit wine beside her. "Why are you drinking

 

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

 

Abner's face softened.

 

asked, visibly confused. This particular fruit wine contained very little alcohol, and it was one of Nina's

 

each other's eyes. "We're preparing to have a baby. During this

 

them and expressed my sincerest

 

lunch almost over, I received a message from Charles. "Honey, what

 

and took a picture of the food for

 

Charles called me. The way he questioned me sounded so

 

Abner,"

 

distance from married

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