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

 

Charles asked, raising his

 

go on a

 

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

 

"It's just an interview! Don't worry, it won't

 

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

 

trips before, but I never stopped you." His

 

now, I don't want to leave you," he muttered. My hand was slowly warmed up by his palm, and as he did so, my

 

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

 

to turn on your phone 24 hours a day. We can't lose contact

 

problem," I

 

"And..."

 

bombarded me with request upon request. I accepted them

 

his assent. He held me in

 

"Okay."

 

I proposed to

pulled me to the sofa and laid down with me. He rested his

 

that, and proceeded to pinch his soft earlobe in a show of discontent. "And why didn't you

 

didn't want James to disturb

 

warmth in his palm emitted

 

smiled, amused and touched. "Yes, but my

 

affectionate peck on my belly. He whispered meaningfully,

 

at a loss, not knowing whether to cry or to laugh. This man was really full

 

******

 

to work as usual. But just as I was

 

slamming it

 

coming for us!" Janet

 

blocking my path of escape. They slapped and smacked the car

 

Did you really stop Mr.

 

woman! Do

 

are you

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