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.

 

how to be more tolerant and understanding of mothers." After saying that, I let out a sigh. I recalled the time when I just gave birth. So many things happened, and I

 

of life was

 

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

 

stunned, and there was nothing I

 

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

 

me." Charles interlocked his

 

of moms in your company, right? Do you mind if I get in touch with some of them to get some materials for my program?" I

 

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

 

leaning on his shoulder. "Well,

 

me,

 

breakfast, I went to the

 

from Nina. "Why aren't you

 

there in

 

I arrived at

 

being late," I

 

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

 

as it's a work day, I'll always have lunch with you. Besides, I'm rarely late for our

 

be able to have lunch with you

 

much of your time? Don't worry about it. You can meet up with him during lunch breaks, if you want.

 

planning to

offer legal aid to the

 

"Really?" I was surprised.

 

just woke up one day, overwhelmed by sympathy, and I wanted to do something to help them. It

 

to leave the TV station?"

 

eyes and asked, "Do

 

with you one hundred percent, Nina. If you say that this is

 

hugged me earnestly. "I knew you'd

 

caressed her back and waited until she calmed down from the excitement

 

a while, Abner

 

he sat down next to Nina and took away the fruit wine beside her. "Why are you drinking alcohol, Nina?" Abner

 

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

 

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

 

smiled at them and expressed my sincerest

 

I received a message from Charles. "Honey, what did

 

and took a picture of the food

 

way he questioned me sounded so unfriendly. "Who

 

and Abner," I

 

should keep your distance from married men." Charles sounded so

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