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."

 

my agreement and accepted the task without

 

the phone?" Charles asked, raising his head

 

go on a

 

"Do you really have

 

help laughing. "It's just an interview! Don't worry, it won't take a

 

hand with a long face. His lips were pulled into

 

never stopped you."

 

muttered. My hand was slowly warmed up by his palm, and as he did

 

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

 

on your phone 24 hours a day. We can't lose

 

problem," I

 

"And..."

 

accepted them all patiently, nodding all

 

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

 

"Okay."

 

dinner, I proposed to

rested his head on my lap,

 

in a show of discontent. "And

 

didn't want James to disturb

 

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

 

but my period doesn't

 

leaned over and gave a soft, affectionate peck on my

 

whether to cry or to laugh.

 

******

 

usual. But just as I was about to get

 

closed the door right away, slamming it shut before they could reach

 

Janet exclaimed, her

 

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

 

you really stop Mr. Moore

 

a jealous woman! Do you have

 

you

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