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

 

asked,

 

me to go on

 

his displeasure evident. "Do you really have to go? How many days will you stay

 

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

 

gripped my hand with a long face. His lips were pulled into an unhappy frown. "I don't

 

my job. You've been on business trips before, but I never stopped

 

My hand was slowly warmed up by his

 

cheek and coaxed him softly in

 

a day. We can't lose contact

 

I

 

"And..."

 

me with request upon request. I accepted them all patiently, nodding all the while as

 

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

 

"Okay."

 

I proposed

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

 

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

 

I didn't want James to

 

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

 

"Yes, but my period doesn't

 

affectionate peck

 

cry or to laugh. This man

 

******

 

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

 

closed the door right away, slamming it shut before they could reach

 

us!" Janet exclaimed, her face

 

flies and blocking my path of escape. They slapped and smacked

 

stop Mr. Moore from saving Miss

 

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

 

you

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