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 accepted the task

 

phone?" Charles asked,

 

boss requested me to go on a business

 

his displeasure evident. "Do you really have

 

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

 

long face. His lips were pulled into an unhappy frown. "I

 

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

 

My hand was slowly warmed up

 

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

 

day. We can't lose contact at all, not even for a

 

problem," I agreed

 

"And..."

 

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

 

He held me

 

"Okay."

 

dinner, I proposed

rested his head on my lap,

 

and proceeded to pinch his soft earlobe in a show of discontent.

 

didn't want James to

 

in his palm emitted

 

touched. "Yes, but my

 

leaned over and gave a soft, affectionate peck

 

cry or

 

******

 

work as usual. But just as I was about

 

door right away, slamming it

 

for us!" Janet exclaimed, her face

 

path of escape. They slapped and smacked the car windows wildly, uncaring of their

 

Did you really stop Mr. Moore

 

it that you're a jealous woman!

 

you

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