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

 

the phone?" Charles asked, raising

 

requested me to go on a business trip

 

"Do you really

 

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

 

His lips were pulled into an unhappy frown. "I don't

 

job. You've been on business trips before, but I never stopped you." His reaction

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

I agreed

 

"And..."

 

bombarded me with request upon request. I accepted

 

his assent. He held me

 

"Okay."

 

I proposed

James, but Charles pulled me to the sofa and laid down with me. He rested his head on my lap, closing

 

his soft earlobe in a show of

 

didn't want James to disturb

 

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

 

and touched. "Yes, but my period

 

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

 

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

 

******

 

work as usual. But just as I was about to get off the car, a group of reporters suddenly rushed

 

it shut

 

Janet exclaimed, her

 

and blocking my path of escape. They slapped and smacked the car windows wildly,

 

you really stop Mr. Moore from

 

that you're a jealous woman! Do you have any

 

are you so

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