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.

enough that I couldn't hear what they were

that Linda

brief conversation, she

managed to escape imprisonment by the skin

want

that the evidence was damning, and bailment isn't

roared, "What the fuck? Why am I not

to kill Scarlett, huh? Crying won't do you any good now.Save the

her walk away, I felt my legs go numb, and soon I dropped

two

you have the fucking audacity to hurt her? I thought you were just some random whore, but it turns

means to offend Charles Moore.I heard that the Lively family got on his

you bitch.Charles is going to

at me as though I were

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

seconds, the putrid smell of my pee pervaded in

rapists broke

believe she got so scared

floor, I began to

Scarlett's POV: 

see before me was a vast, unending span of darkness.I could hear someone uttering

It was Charles.

of light in the dark night, slowly guiding me and helping me regain my consciousness bit by

in a hoarse

long last, I managed to open

blurry figure rushed to my

how are you feeling?"

see his

ton,

held my

no need to

finally felt that I had come back

face became clearer to

feeble movements, I brushed my fingertips against

gazing into his eyes, I gathered that he had

really care about

was then that I felt a strong sense of

pain

eyes again, all the fear and doubt I

"Scarlett? Scarlett!"

again, I

I drifted into

of him replayed in

of the memories we shared were bitter; most of them were

wedding ceremony, and the first night I had with Charles.I

James was

felt to

was so small and

endured astronomical pain just to

must hold on for the sake of my child!' I

I finally regained consciousness

opening my eyes, I saw

though he was asleep, he was still holding

his, but he frowned

still asleep while doing

in his dreams, Charles was still as

him up,

as I had expected, he opened his eyes

"Scarlett, you're awake!"

but the joy on his face was

is James?

concern was