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

 

on the phone?" Charles asked, raising

 

to go on

 

beautiful eyebrows, his displeasure evident. "Do you really

 

laughing. "It's just

 

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

 

been on business trips before, but I never stopped you." His reaction rendered me helpless. I didn't know what else

 

My hand was slowly warmed up by his palm, and

 

him softly in a gentle tone,

 

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

 

I

 

"And..."

 

accepted them all patiently,

 

a long while, Charles finally gave his assent. He held me

 

"Okay."

 

I proposed to

rested his head on my lap, closing his

 

to pinch his soft earlobe in a

 

didn't want James

 

my belly slowly, and the warmth in his palm

 

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

 

soft, affectionate peck on my belly. He whispered meaningfully,

 

whether to cry or to laugh.

 

******

 

to work as usual. But just as I was about to get off the car, a

 

it shut before they

 

us!" Janet exclaimed,

 

blocking my path of escape. They slapped and smacked

 

Moore! Did you really stop Mr. Moore from saving

 

jealous woman! Do you have any words on

 

you so

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