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

 

on the phone?" Charles asked, raising his

 

me to go on a business trip to France on

 

With whom?" Charles furrowed his beautiful eyebrows, his displeasure evident. "Do you really

 

I couldn't help laughing. "It's just an interview! Don't worry, it

 

lips were pulled into

 

never stopped you." His reaction rendered me

 

My hand was slowly warmed up by his palm, and as

 

on the cheek and coaxed him

 

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

 

problem," I agreed

 

"And..."

 

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

 

his assent. He held me

 

"Okay."

 

dinner, I proposed to

with me. He rested his head on my lap, closing his eyes. "Don't

 

to pinch his soft earlobe in a show of discontent. "And why

 

want

 

his palm emitted soft heat

 

amused and touched. "Yes, but my period

 

soft, affectionate peck on my belly.

 

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

 

******

 

was about to get

 

slamming it shut before they could reach me. "What's

 

for us!" Janet exclaimed, her

 

car, swarming around like nosy flies and blocking my path of

 

Moore! Did you really stop Mr. Moore from

 

jealous woman! Do you

 

are you so

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