Charles's POV:

 

"Charles, I'm warning you... If you dare to do something this reckless again and disregard your life, I promise that when you die, I'll immediately take my son with me and remarry another man. See if you can jump out of the grave and stop me!"

 

Scarlett's eyes were red and moist. Her words were harsh, but her hands, which were bandaging my wound, became gentler and gentler. Crystal tears fell from her eyes, streaming past her cheeks slowly.

 

"It hurts..." I murmured, pretending to be pitiful.

 

"Humph. You asked for it."

 

Scarlett wasn't moved. It seemed she was really furious this time.

 

"Scarlett, I swear I won't do that again! For the sake of you and our child, I will cherish my life." I promised to Scarlett, my voice stern and my eyes serious.

 

Scarlett stared quietly into my eyes. Noticing the sincerity in my gaze, she gradually calmed down. She sighed, helpless, and gently hugged me.

 

"Charles, you have to remember to think carefully before you do anything dangerous. You still have your family. You have me, James, your parents, and your grandparents. We all need you."

 

There was a sob in Scarlett's tone, and her voice was breaking. I knew she was deeply shaken by today's unexpected turn of events.

 

I returned her hug, squeezing her lovingly.

 

"This is the last time, okay?" Scarlett cried pleadingly.

 

"Okay. Should it happen next time, may I be impotent!"

 

That amused her. Scarlett smiled through her tears, and the sight of her sweetly upturned lips made me feel better.

 

"Let's go home, Scarlett."

 

"Okay."

 

Spencer's POV:

 

expect that the party would end up like

 

leave, so

 

Vivian and me in the room. All of a sudden, the atmosphere

 

slept with Vivian, I couldn't

 

move away from her. She had on delicate make-up, and was dressed particularly enchantingly today. The wine-red Chanel strapless dress set her sexy figure off, showing her alluring curves. She leaned on the black leather sofa lazily, a glass of cocktail in her slender hand. She looked like the fascinating Siren foretold in old myths. The smell of alcohol mixed

 

in my heart, I hurriedly picked up a glass of ice water

 

good on you. When did you buy it?" I lowered my eyes as I spoke, trying to

 

seducing men." So saying, Vivian flipped her hair nonchalantly and threw me a meaningful

 

Vivian accept clothes

 

was so good on

 

about to gush out of my

 

upstairs. See you

 

from my confrontation with

 

******

 

evening, I was taking a shower

 

turned off the faucet

a hurry. Then, I headed out of

 

person who came into view right as

 

sudden appearance, Vivian strode inside

 

help swallowing a nervous gulp, and my heartbeat

 

I could react, she pounced on me and

 

time, I was too drunk and didn't perform well. I'd like to experience

 

my chest, tempting me further. Try as I might, I

 

but please don't act like this." Despite my words,

 

You don't need to be

 

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