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.

I couldn't hear

my heart I believed that Linda

brief conversation, she walked

as though I managed to escape imprisonment by

away.I want to leave here,"

police told me that the evidence

roared, "What the fuck? Why am I not

be 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

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

after, the two disgusting rapists

woman? Jesus Christ, how did you have the fucking audacity to hurt

Charles Moore.I heard that the Lively family got on his bad side, and now the

going to

as though I

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

pee pervaded in the air

broke

believe she got so scared

floor, I began

Scarlett's POV: 

a vast, unending span of darkness.I could

It was Charles.

night, slowly guiding me and helping me

muttered in a hoarse

long last, I managed to open my eyes,

figure rushed to my

how are you feeling?" Charles asked

I couldn't see

hands felt like they weighed a ton, and it was too difficult for me to even

gave up, Charles held my hand and placed it on

no need to be

finally felt

Charles' face became clearer to

fingertips against the stubble

gathered that he had been worried sick about

really care

that I felt a strong sense of

exhaustion and pain came to me

eyes again, all the fear and doubt I had been feeling had all but

"Scarlett? Scarlett!"

consciousness again, I

drifted

memory I had of him replayed in

the memories we shared were

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

then… James was

felt to hug my baby for the first

was so small and

and endured astronomical pain

hold on for the sake

I finally regained consciousness once

eyes, I saw Charles sleeping

though he was asleep, he was still

to pull my hand out of his, but

asleep

was still as

him up, I pinched

as I had expected, he opened his eyes almost

"Scarlett, you're awake!"

half-asleep, but the joy on

James? Is he

utmost concern was my