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 what

in my heart I believed that Linda must be doing something to

conversation, she

I managed to escape imprisonment by the skin

please.Take me away.I want to leave here," I

told me that the evidence

news was so shocking that I gritted my teeth and 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 of someone

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

long after, the two disgusting rapists

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

Moore.I heard that the Lively family got on

is going to teach you a lesson you'll

as though I were dead to

fear, I completely lost control of my

seconds, the putrid smell of my pee pervaded in the air of the

rapists broke into a weird

so scared that she

stood on the messy floor, I began to suffer from

Scarlett's POV: 

was a vast, unending

It was Charles.

gentle voice was like a glimmer of light in the dark night, slowly guiding me and helping me

muttered in a

I managed to open

blurry figure

how are you feeling?" Charles

couldn't see his

my hands felt like they weighed a ton,

held my hand and placed it on

there's no need to be afraid.

touched his warm face, I finally felt that I had come

face became

movements, I brushed my fingertips against the stubble

gazing into his eyes, I gathered that

must really care

was then that I felt

and pain came to

again, all the fear and doubt I had been

"Scarlett? Scarlett!"

consciousness again,

I drifted into

had of him replayed

the memories we shared were bitter; most of them

I had with Charles.I also recalled countless disputes and how we

James

forget how it felt to hug my baby

so small and

had suffered and endured astronomical pain just to give birth

be able to live without me.I must hold on for the sake of my child!' I thought

long time, I

opening my eyes, I saw Charles sleeping beside the

he was asleep, he was

my hand out of his,

still asleep

Charles was still as bossy

attempt to wake him

expected, he opened his

"Scarlett, you're awake!"

was still half-asleep, but the joy

is James? Is he

utmost concern was my