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 task without

 

asked, raising his head at

 

me to go on

 

his displeasure evident. "Do you really have to go? How many days will you stay

 

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

 

were pulled into an unhappy frown. "I don't want you to leave

 

but I never stopped

 

warmed up by his palm, and as he did so,

 

on the cheek and coaxed him softly in a gentle tone, "I'll

 

have to turn on your phone 24 hours a day. We can't lose contact at all, not even for a second!" Charles compromised,

 

problem," I agreed

 

"And..."

 

accepted them all patiently, nodding all the

 

assent. He held me in

 

"Okay."

 

dinner, I proposed

to the sofa and laid down with me. He rested his

 

proceeded to pinch his soft earlobe in a show

 

didn't want James

 

slowly, and the warmth in his palm emitted soft heat to me. "Will that make you feel

 

and touched. "Yes, but my period doesn't hurt much this time.

 

a soft, affectionate peck on my belly. He whispered

 

knowing whether to cry or to laugh. This man was really full of

 

******

 

was about to get off

 

right away, slamming it shut before they could reach

 

Janet exclaimed,

 

around like nosy flies and blocking my path of escape. They slapped and smacked the car windows wildly, uncaring

 

Moore! Did you really stop Mr. Moore

 

it that you're a jealous woman!

 

are you

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