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."

 

gave my agreement and accepted the task

 

the phone?" Charles asked, raising his

 

me to go on a

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

been on business trips before, but I never stopped

 

hand was slowly warmed up by his palm, and as he did so,

 

the cheek and coaxed him

 

to turn on your phone 24 hours a day. We can't lose contact at all, not even for a

 

I

 

"And..."

 

child, Charles bombarded me with request upon request. I accepted them

 

assent. He held me

 

"Okay."

 

I

the sofa and laid down with me. He rested his head on my lap, closing his eyes. "Don't worry. I've sent someone to pick

 

soft earlobe in a

 

want James to

 

stroked my belly slowly, and the warmth in his palm emitted soft heat

 

my period doesn't hurt much this time.

 

a soft, affectionate peck on my belly.

 

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

 

******

 

went to work as usual. But just as I was about to get off

 

away, slamming it shut

 

us!" Janet exclaimed, her

 

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

 

you really stop Mr. Moore from

 

you're a jealous woman! Do

 

are you

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