Bye, My Irresistible Love

Charles’ POV:

I kicked the door open. What I saw next made my blood boil. Without thinking, I strode over and threw a chair at Nate. His eyes widened, and he scampered at the sight of me.

However, I grabbed his collar and kicked him many times on his vital parts, which sent him curled up in pain. 

Nate stumbled to the floor and tried to stand up, but I did not let him get away. I punched him several times more and hit his head on the floor. “I have warned you before,” I reminded in a cold and menacing tone. 

He was in so much pain that he could not fight back, much less move. One of his teeth had fallen, and blood oozed out of the corner of his mouth. “Sp… spare me,” he implored. 

“This is just the beginning.” I warned as I kicked him again and again.

“Charles… help me…” Scarlett called weakly.

I snapped back to reality when I heard her voice. I immediately let go of Nate, rushed to Scarlett’s aid, and carried her in my arms.

Half of her face had been beaten black and blue, and there was a strangulation mark on her neck. My heart broke as I gazed at her curled up in my arms. Seeing that the woman that I loved so much was treated like this, I kicked Nate hard again on the way out.

The driver who was waiting outside the restaurant was mortified to see Scarlett like this. He immediately opened the door for us, no questions asked.

Once we were in the car, the driver turned to me and asked, “Mr. Moore, shall we go to the hospital?”

“Go to the Empire Hotel and call a female doctor,” I ordered in a low voice.

I took Scarlett to the presidential suite of the hotel. She must be in excruciating pain that she kept groaning all the way.

to see if she had other injuries aside from what I had seen earlier, but she stopped

check if you’re

eyes fluttered open. The instant she saw me, she

gently. “Why did

She then paused

was then that I realized how helpless and terrified Scarlett must have been. I

which, my grievance became annoyance. Scarlett had always been stubbom and willful.

late,” Scarlett glumly

every time you go see someone.” I laid

can’t do this.” Scarlett pushed my hand away and bit her

“But

eyes fell on her bruises on her waist and neck, and my heart ached yet again. With a sigh, I decided to put back her clothes. I then moved closer to her and gently asked, “Where

in the end, she decided to show her hand. Her palm was bloody, and tiny pieces of glass were protruding

inwardly. How I wish I could go back to the restaurant

something again,”

admit, what she had said made my hackles rise. The last thing I wanted to see was her being polite and distant

her wrist and said through gritted teeth, “I don’t want to hear that from you again. You don’t owe me anything because we’re a

of me. If my wrist gets injured, I won’t be able to

lacking a cook,” I

at the door. I let go of Scarlett’s wrist and answered the door. Standing outside was the female doctor whom I had requested.

her in.

Scarlett’s injuries thoroughly. When she saw the wound on Scarlett’s hand, she took out tweezers and gently plucked the broken glass

sweat broke out of Scarlett’s forehead because of the