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."

 

gave my agreement and accepted the task

 

the phone?" Charles asked, raising his

 

on a business trip to

 

evident. "Do you really have to

 

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

 

gripped my hand with a long face. His lips were pulled into an unhappy frown.

 

stopped you." His reaction rendered me helpless. I didn't know what else to

 

slowly warmed up by his palm, and as he did so, my heart felt

 

him softly in a gentle tone,

 

to turn on your phone 24 hours a day. We can't lose contact at

 

I

 

"And..."

 

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

 

gave his assent. He held me in his arms and murmured, "You have

 

"Okay."

 

dinner, I

Charles pulled me to the sofa and laid down with me. He rested his head on

 

his soft earlobe in a show of discontent.

 

didn't want

 

my belly slowly, and the warmth in his palm emitted

 

my period doesn't hurt much

 

and gave a soft, affectionate peck on my belly. He

 

whether to cry or

 

******

 

was about to get off the

 

door right away, slamming it shut before they

 

coming for us!" Janet exclaimed,

 

around like nosy flies and blocking my path

 

stop Mr. Moore

 

woman! Do you have

 

are you so

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