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.

standing far enough that I couldn't hear

Linda must be doing

brief conversation,

managed to escape imprisonment by the skin

away.I want

that the evidence was

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

Crying won't do you any good now.Save the

some words of comfort. As I watched her walk away, I felt my legs go numb, and soon I dropped to my knees and fell

the two disgusting rapists surrounded

tried to kill Scarlett? Isn't she Charles Moore's woman? 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 insane!" said the short

Moore.I heard that the Lively family got on his bad side, and now the entire Lively Group has gone bankrupt," the tall man

to teach you a lesson you'll

as though I were dead

control of my body.I

the putrid smell of my pee pervaded

rapists broke into

so scared

on the messy floor, I began to suffer from

Scarlett's POV: 

could see before me was a vast, unending span of

It was Charles.

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

I muttered in a hoarse

to open my eyes, albeit with

a blurry figure rushed to my

are you feeling?"

couldn't see

ton, and it was too

I gave up, Charles held my hand and placed it on

there's no need to

warm face, I finally felt that I

became clearer

fingertips against the stubble on

gathered that he

really

was then that I felt a

exhaustion and pain

and doubt I had been feeling had all

"Scarlett? Scarlett!"

I lost consciousness again, I heard Charles'

I drifted

of him replayed

the memories we shared were bitter; most

remembered our wedding ceremony, and the first night I had with

James

felt to

so small

had suffered and endured astronomical pain just to give

hold on for the sake of my child!' I

I finally regained consciousness

saw Charles sleeping beside the

he

to pull my hand out of his, but he frowned and held me

was still asleep while

was still

him up, I

he opened his eyes

"Scarlett, you're awake!"

was still half-asleep, but the

James? Is

utmost concern was