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.

standing far enough that I couldn't hear what they were

believed that Linda must be doing something

conversation, she walked towards

though I managed to escape imprisonment by the

want to leave here,"

police told me that the evidence was

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

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

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

the two disgusting rapists

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 turns out you're insane!"

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

going to teach you a lesson you'll

as though I

of my body.I didn't even notice that I had

of my pee pervaded in the air of the

rapists broke into a

she got so scared

I stood on the messy floor, I began to suffer

Scarlett's POV: 

vast, unending

It was Charles.

dark night, slowly guiding me and helping me regain my consciousness bit by

in a hoarse

managed to

figure rushed to my

are you feeling?" Charles

see his face

hands felt like they weighed a ton, and it was too

I gave up, Charles held my hand and

no need to

face, I finally felt that I

became clearer to

brushed my fingertips against the stubble on

gazing into his eyes, I gathered that

must really care

then that I felt

exhaustion and pain came

the fear and doubt I had been feeling

"Scarlett? Scarlett!"

consciousness again, I heard Charles' anxious

drifted

had of him replayed in

memories we shared were bitter; most of them

the first night I had with Charles.I

James was

how it felt to hug my

was so small and

endured astronomical pain just to

without me.I must hold

time, I

saw Charles

he was still holding my

out of his,

asleep

in his dreams, Charles was still as

attempt to wake him up, I pinched his

as I had expected, he opened his eyes almost

"Scarlett, you're awake!"

but the joy on his

James?

was my