Bye, My Irresistible Love

Lucia's POV: 

When I stabbed that bitch, Scarlett, with my knife, I felt so happy that I laughed maniacally.

But soon, the police arrived.

They took me back and locked me up.

In the corner of the same room, there was a tall man and shorter man.

The moment they saw me being thrown into the cell, they eyed me up and down with obscene eyes.

Slowly, they inched closer towards me.

Disgusted by their appearances and putrid odor, I backed away.

When I saw their faces clearly, a terrible memory flooded into my mind.

'I can't believe it.It's them!' 

That night after I left Mint Bar, it was these two bastards who dragged me to a dark alley and raped me.They tore my clothes apart and treated me like a toy.

The thought of what happened that night made my legs go limp, and I wanted to throw up.

"Help! Don't lock me up with these rapists! Let me out of here!" I shouted and banged on the iron door of my holding cell.

"Don't pretend like you're some innocent virgin!" The short man spat on the ground.

"Hey, little missy, you were moaning with much more excitement that night."

The tall man smacked his lips, looking even more perverted.

"Why are you here at the police station? Have you come to solicit business here? You're really something, aren't you?"

"Shut the fuck up! I'm not a prostitute, you assholes! I'm a good woman.You bastards raped me that day!"

I was so humiliated and angry that tears were about to burst from my eyes.I begged the police to give me the justice that I deserved.

The policeman walked over, only to shoot me a frigid glance.

"How come a good person would be locked up for murder? Now behave yourself! And shut the fuck up!"

"Did she kill someone?"

Upon hearing what the police said, the two men were startled.

"No, I didn't.Scarlett is still alive!" I said, attempting to defend myself.

I merely stabbed Scarlett.

She was still alive when her bodyguards came to her.

"You should count yourself lucky that she's still alive.Otherwise, you'll be given a life sentence for first degree murder."

The policeman took out his baton and used it to hit the iron fence heavily.

'No, Scarlett isn't dead! I'm not going to let my life be ruined because of her; absolutely not!' I cursed inwardly.

Trembling, I squatted down and found that my hands were still stained with Scarlett's blood, and that they couldn't be wiped clean.

I had no idea for how long I had been waiting in the holding cell.

All of a sudden, I saw Linda appear before me.

"Aunt Linda, please help me!" My eyes lit up with hope.

Surely, she must have some way to get me out of here.

Linda glared at me before she walked towards the policeman on guard.

far enough that I

Linda must be doing something

conversation, she

seemed as though I managed to escape

me away.I want to

told me that the evidence

gritted my teeth and roared, "What the fuck? Why

fuck told you to kill Scarlett, huh? Crying won't do you any good now.Save the rest of your energy.I've already thought of someone who might be able to

comfort. As I watched her walk away, I felt my legs go

after, the two disgusting

Jesus Christ, how did you have the fucking audacity to hurt her? I thought you were just some random whore, but it turns out you're

the Lively family got on his bad side, and now the entire Lively Group

going to teach you a

at me as though I were dead to

I completely lost control of my body.I didn't even notice that I had pissed

smell of my pee pervaded in the

two rapists broke into a

believe she got so scared that she peed

the messy floor, I began to suffer from

Scarlett's POV: 

was a vast, unending span of darkness.I could

It was Charles.

a glimmer of light in the dark night, slowly guiding me and helping me

in a hoarse

managed to open my eyes, albeit with

figure rushed to my

are you feeling?" Charles

I couldn't see his

like they weighed a ton, and it was too difficult for me

my hand and placed it on

need to be

I finally felt that I had come back

Charles' face became

fingertips against

gathered that he had been worried sick

really care

that I felt a strong sense

and pain came to

the fear and doubt I had

"Scarlett? Scarlett!"

again, I heard Charles'

I drifted into

of

memories we shared were bitter; most of them

and the first night I had with Charles.I also recalled countless disputes and how we slowly

then… James

it felt to hug my baby for

so

astronomical pain just to give birth to

must hold on for the sake

time, I finally regained consciousness

my eyes, I saw Charles

he was asleep, he was still

of his, but he frowned and held

still asleep while

Charles was still as bossy as

an attempt to wake him

as I had expected, he opened his eyes almost

"Scarlett, you're awake!"

was still half-asleep, but the

is James? Is he

was my little