Scarlett's POV:

 

As dusk approached, the lights outside the window grew dim. The sunset glow tinted the darkening sky a brilliant red.

 

When we arrived at Moore mansion, no one was home. The servants told us that Charles' family had taken James along to visit their friends.

 

I was a little disappointed, since I hadn't seen James for the whole day.

 

"Isn't it good for us to have some quality time alone?" Charles said, grabbing my hand.

 

In return, I glared crossly at him. Suddenly, my phone rang.

 

I took out my phone and saw that it was a message was from Vivian. "What do you think of her?"

 

Attached was a photo of a woman. She looked beautiful, but seemed to be vulgar in temperament.

 

I instantly replied to Vivian, "She's not as pretty as you."

 

"You're such a sweet talker! I bet you can always make your husband happy, right? Or did Charles get angry because you were drunk last night?"

 

"I don't think so."

 

After ending our conversation, I put my phone aside and thought about Charles's behavior when we woke up this morning. He acted the same way as usual. On the contrary, I had a terrible headache because of my hangover. My body was in pain and was sore everywhere.

 

Wait, sore and painful?

 

I immediately stared at Charles. "Charles. Last night, did we...?"

 

"I wish." Charles narrowed his eyes at me, his gaze filled with both desire and dissatisfaction. "But since you have your period, I couldn't do anything."

 

Embarrassed, I quickly looked away, my cheeks flushing. I didn't dare to look at him a second longer.

 

As it so happened, I received a call there and then. I took the opportunity to shake off Charles's hand and answered the phone. It was the leader of the TV station. "Scarlett, you need to go to France for the interview this Friday. I'm sorry, but honestly, I don't feel comfortable about leaving this task to anyone else."

 

agreement and accepted the

 

the phone?" Charles asked, raising his head at

 

on a business trip

 

beautiful eyebrows, his displeasure evident. "Do you really have to go? How many days

 

shooting questions rapid-fire. I couldn't help laughing. "It's just an interview! Don't worry, it won't take a

 

face. His lips were pulled into an unhappy frown.

 

before, but I never stopped you." His reaction rendered me helpless. I didn't

 

muttered. My hand was slowly warmed

 

initiative to kiss him on the cheek and coaxed him softly in a gentle

 

We can't lose contact at all, not even for a second!"

 

I agreed

 

"And..."

 

upon request. I accepted them all patiently, nodding all the

 

assent. He held me

 

"Okay."

 

I proposed to

me. He rested his head on

 

earlobe in a show of discontent. "And

 

didn't want James

 

and the warmth in his palm emitted soft heat to me.

 

but my period

 

then leaned over and gave a soft, affectionate peck on my belly. He whispered meaningfully,

 

was at a loss, not knowing whether to cry or to

 

******

 

was about to get off the car, a group of reporters suddenly

 

it shut before

 

Janet exclaimed, her face

 

blocking my path of escape. They slapped and smacked the car

 

you really stop Mr.

 

woman! Do

 

you

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