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 couldn't

my heart I believed that Linda must

their brief conversation, she

managed to escape imprisonment by the skin of my

Linda, please.Take me away.I want to leave

police told me that the evidence was damning, and bailment isn't

teeth and roared, "What the fuck? Why am I

now.Save the rest of your energy.I've already thought of someone

giving me an earful, my aunt left without even offering me some words of comfort. As I watched her walk away, I felt my legs go numb, and soon I dropped to my knees

two

tried to kill Scarlett? Isn't she Charles Moore's woman? Jesus Christ, how did you have the fucking audacity to

family got on his bad side, and now the entire Lively Group has gone bankrupt," the tall man

wait, you bitch.Charles is going to teach you a lesson you'll never

were both staring at me as though

my body.I didn't even notice that I had pissed

smell of my pee

two rapists broke into

believe she got so scared that she

on the messy floor, I began to

Scarlett's POV: 

a vast, unending span of darkness.I

It was Charles.

night, slowly guiding me and helping me

muttered in a hoarse

I managed to open my eyes, albeit with

a blurry figure

feeling?" Charles

see his

ton, and it was too difficult for me to even

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

no need to be

face, I finally felt that I

Charles' face became

brushed my fingertips against the stubble on his

that he

must really

I felt a

pain came

the fear and doubt I

"Scarlett? Scarlett!"

consciousness again, I heard

I drifted

memory I had of him replayed in my

we shared were bitter; most of them were

the first night I had with

James was

how it felt to hug my baby for the first

so small

and endured astronomical pain

must hold on

a long time, I finally regained

my eyes, I saw Charles sleeping

he was asleep, he was still holding

pull my hand out of his, but he frowned

was still asleep while doing

in his dreams, Charles was still as

to wake him up, I

he opened his eyes

"Scarlett, you're awake!"

still half-asleep, but the joy on

is James? Is

concern was