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 they were talking

believed that Linda must be doing something

brief conversation, she walked

as though I managed to escape imprisonment by the skin

Linda, please.Take me away.I want to

police told me that the evidence was damning, and

gritted my teeth and roared, "What the fuck? Why am

huh? Crying won't do you any good now.Save the rest of your energy.I've already thought of someone who might be

comfort. As I watched her walk away, I felt my legs go

the two disgusting rapists surrounded

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

family

bitch.Charles is going to teach you a lesson you'll

both staring at me as though I

of my body.I didn't

putrid smell of my pee pervaded in the air of the

two rapists broke into a weird

believe she got so

on the messy floor, I began to suffer

Scarlett's POV: 

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

It was Charles.

voice was like a glimmer of light in the dark night, slowly

I muttered in

I managed to open my eyes, albeit with

blurry figure

are you feeling?" Charles asked

couldn't see his face

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

before I gave up, Charles held my hand and placed it

to be

I finally felt that I had come back

face became clearer

movements, I brushed my fingertips against the stubble on his

gathered that

must really care about

I felt a strong sense of

exhaustion and pain came

and doubt I had been feeling had

"Scarlett? Scarlett!"

again, I heard

drifted into

had of him

we shared were bitter; most

I had with Charles.I

James was

to hug my baby for the first

so

suffered and endured astronomical pain just to give

me.I must hold

I finally regained consciousness

I saw Charles

though he was asleep, he was still

tried to pull my hand out of his, but he frowned

was still asleep while

Charles was still as bossy

wake him up, I

I had expected, he opened

"Scarlett, you're awake!"

but the joy on his

is James? Is he

concern was