Bye, My Irresistible Love

Scarlett’s POV:

Charles bit my lips discontentedly, “Let go of your hand,” he said with a low and intoxicating voice. However, what I did was quite the opposite. I held his hand tighter and replied, “No.”

Helpless, Charles took a deep breath and buried his head in the crook of my neck. “Don’t you trust me?” 

His words brought me to reality and woke me up from my sexual fantasies. I stared at the ceiling and did not say a word for a long time. I felt like my heart was drifting in the endless sea, unable to get ashore.

“Scarlett? Answer my question. Are you now willing to give yourself to me?” Charles’s hands made his way up again. He kissed me on the neck, and his breathing became deep and heavy. I knew he was about to lose control of himself.

“You’ve changed,” I remarked.

Charles stopped kissing me and stared at me confusedly with his lustful eyes as if the answer was on my face.

I suppressed the overwhelming feelings in my heart and explained, “Let me remind you, Charles. You already have Rita. Stop messing with me anymore. I don’t want to be caught up in your love affair.”

“You’ve never trusted me, have you?” Charles let go of me as soon as he finished speaking. For some reason, he looked hurt. 

I straightened my clothes and looked at him seriously. “You’d better pay more attention to her. She’s pregnant and terminally ill. She needs you.” I was aware my words would do nothing but enrage him. But, I had no choice but to say it. I had to make things clear for him once and for all. 

“Is there anything else you want to say? Say it now,” Charles ordered with a sneer.

I was hesitant at first. But, I figured that this was a perfect opportunity for me to tell him what had been troubling me. “Charles, let’s divorce. Don’t delay it anymore. Let me leave with dignity.”

“Scarlett…” Charles laughed bitterly and looked at me with disappointment. “You really are heartless.”

at a loss for words. I wanted to cry my heart out. I

door, he turned around to face me. “You’d better give up. I

strode out of the room without even waiting for my

refusal. If Charles did not agree with the divorce, things would eventually be out of hand. Rita’s baby bump was going to

home from the hotel. I even bought a mask on the way as a disguise, so the reporters would not be

astonishment, there were no reporters at

He might be stubbom, but he was kind and considerate. Even though he was cold to me when we were at the hotel, he

were in love with me. But on the other, he had gotten Rita pregnant. Of course, I knew very well what I should do: I had to divorce Charles one way or another. The more considerate he was to

for me, Charles did not contact me,

would not sleep on an empty stomach. As I lay on the bed, I could not stop myself from checking my phone to see if Charles was calling. But if he did call me, I had no idea what to

heaved a heavy sigh. Every time we met, bringing up about the divorce was

He had knocked Rita up. And now, she was pregnant with his child. In a fit of anger, I

doing that, I picked up my phone again and unblocked him. I hated this. I hated myself for

sigh, I threw my phone aside and stared at the window in a daze. I tried my best not to think of him. But, I

The next day.

happened in the past two days, I decided to ditch work and stay at home instead. After breakfast, I took out the coffee beans Nina had given to me and made myself a

was in high spirits; that was until two uninvited guests showed up at my house. It was the director of the TV station and his wife. But instead of feeling angry for what had happened to me because of the former, I was calm

me a flattering smile. Then, he took out a tissue from his

you and Mr. Moore were a couple,” he initiated with a wry

must say, you two are

did not say anything in response. I was not in the mood for pleasantries

the director cleared his throat loudly and asked, “Nate… He knows your relationship with Mr. Moore, doesn’t

passing the buck? I did not