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

I believed that Linda must be doing something to save

brief conversation, she

seemed as though I managed to escape imprisonment by the skin

away.I want to leave

told me that the evidence was damning, and

gritted my teeth and roared, "What the fuck? Why am I not

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 connections

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 and fell

the two disgusting rapists surrounded

Charles Moore's woman? Jesus Christ, how did you have the fucking audacity to hurt her? I thought you

heard that the Lively family got on his bad side, and now the

bitch.Charles is going to teach you a

me as

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

the putrid smell of my pee pervaded in the air of

two rapists broke into a

got so scared

floor, I began to suffer from

Scarlett's POV: 

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

It was Charles.

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

I muttered in a hoarse

managed to open my eyes,

figure rushed

how are you feeling?" Charles

see his face

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

Charles held my hand

to be afraid.

I finally felt

face became

brushed my fingertips against the stubble on

gazing into his eyes, I gathered that he had been worried

really care about

was then that I felt a strong sense

exhaustion and pain came to me

the fear and doubt I had been feeling had

"Scarlett? Scarlett!"

consciousness again,

I drifted

of him replayed in my

we shared were

night I had with

James was

never forget how it felt to hug my baby

so small and

endured astronomical pain

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

time, I finally

eyes, I saw Charles sleeping beside

was asleep, he was still

hand out of his, but he

was still asleep while doing

in his dreams, Charles was still as bossy

wake him up, I pinched his

had expected, he opened

"Scarlett, you're awake!"

still half-asleep, but the joy on

James? Is

utmost concern was my little