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 talking

in my heart I believed that Linda must be doing something

conversation, she walked

to escape imprisonment by

me away.I want to leave here," I

me that the evidence

I gritted my teeth and roared, "What

stupid! Who the 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 help you.He has some

some words of comfort. As I watched her walk away, I felt my legs

two

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,

no idea what it means to offend Charles Moore.I heard that the Lively family got on his bad side, and now the

you bitch.Charles is going to

were both staring at me as

fear, I completely lost control of my

of my pee

two rapists broke into a weird

so

I stood on the messy floor, I began

Scarlett's POV: 

could see before me was a vast, unending

It was Charles.

dark night, slowly guiding

I muttered in a hoarse

to open my eyes,

blurry figure rushed

how are you feeling?"

I couldn't see his face

moment, my hands felt like they weighed a ton, and it was too difficult for

before I gave up, Charles held my

no need to be afraid. I'm

warm face, I finally felt that I had come back

became

my fingertips against the

his eyes, I gathered that he had been worried sick

must really care about

that I felt a

pain

the fear and doubt I had been feeling had all but

"Scarlett? Scarlett!"

consciousness again, I

drifted into

had of him replayed in my

were

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

James was

it felt to hug my baby for

was so small

suffered and endured astronomical pain

won't be able to live without me.I must hold on for the sake of my child!' I

I finally

saw Charles sleeping

he was asleep, he was

tried to pull my hand out of his, but

still asleep while doing

Charles was still

attempt to wake him

had expected, he opened his eyes

"Scarlett, you're awake!"

was still half-asleep, but the joy on his

is James?

was my