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

 

phone?" Charles asked,

 

me to go on a business trip

 

evident. "Do you really have to go?

 

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

 

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

 

business trips before, but I never stopped you." His reaction

 

don't want to leave you," he muttered. My hand was slowly warmed up by his palm,

 

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

 

phone 24 hours a day. We can't lose contact at all, not even for a second!" Charles compromised, looking

 

problem," I agreed

 

"And..."

 

accepted

 

assent. He held me in his arms and murmured, "You

 

"Okay."

 

dinner, I proposed

down with me. He rested his head on my lap, closing his eyes. "Don't worry. I've sent

 

relaxed at that, and proceeded to pinch his soft earlobe in a

 

want James to

 

in his palm emitted soft heat to me. "Will that make you feel

 

but my period doesn't hurt

 

then leaned over and gave a soft, affectionate peck on my belly. He whispered meaningfully, "Finish

 

knowing whether to cry or to laugh.

 

******

 

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

 

right away, slamming it

 

for us!" Janet

 

my car, swarming around like nosy flies and blocking my path of escape. They slapped and smacked the

 

Did you really stop Mr. Moore

 

woman! Do you have any words on

 

are you

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