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."

 

and

 

the phone?" Charles asked,

 

me to go on a business trip

 

furrowed his beautiful eyebrows, his displeasure evident. "Do you

 

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

 

my hand with a long face. His lips were pulled

 

trips before, but I never stopped you." His reaction rendered me

 

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

 

initiative to kiss him on the cheek and coaxed him softly in a gentle tone, "I'll video chat

 

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

 

problem," I agreed

 

"And..."

 

bombarded me with request upon request. I accepted

 

held me in his

 

"Okay."

 

I proposed

his head on my lap, closing his eyes. "Don't worry. I've sent

 

his soft earlobe in a show of discontent. "And why didn't you

 

I didn't want James to disturb

 

palm emitted soft heat to me. "Will that

 

but my period doesn't hurt much

 

affectionate peck on

 

was at a loss, not knowing whether to cry or to laugh. This

 

******

 

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

 

slamming it shut before

 

us!" Janet exclaimed,

 

reporters surrounded my car, swarming around like nosy flies and blocking my path of escape. They slapped and smacked

 

really stop Mr. Moore from

 

that you're a jealous woman! Do you have

 

you

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