Bye, My Irresistible Love

Scarlett's POV:

I lay weakly in Charles's arms, barely breathing and surrounded by despair.

He gently laid me on the bed and held my hand.

"I'll arrange another physical therapy session for you later. Take a rest first."

For a moment, I felt like my heart was being pierced by a knife. I used to love the man in front of me with all my heart. But now, all I wanted was to get away from him as far as I could.

"I slept with William," I said out of nowhere.

It was a lie. After years of entanglement with Charles, I knew very well how to break his heart.

To my surprise, he did not go hysterical. Rather, he just calmly stared at me with his deep, emotionless eyes

"Didn't you hear what I said? I had sex with William!" I repeated with more conviction

When I spoke, my chin was raised, and I looked at him with defiance.

"Scarlett, don't lie to me," Charles warned through gritted teeth.

We were staring into each other's eyes when, suddenly, a sharp pain shot across my arm. He had tightened his grip on my wrist, and I froze because of the pain.

"There's no point in hiding the truth anymore. The kids may be yours, but I indeed slept with William."

I endured the pain and continued to rub salt into his wound.

"Why do you have to do this?" Charles asked coldly.

"Do you want to hear more about it?" I looked into his eyes with a smirk and made a story up. "It was raining heavily that night. I went to his room—"

"Enough!" Charles roared. His veins stood out on his forehead, and he clenched my shoulder tightly in rage.

"I loathed you to the core. Just so you know, I slept with William because that was the fastest and the most direct way to take revenge on you."

My mouth automatically uttered those words to spite him. I could not even feel pain in my shoulder at all.

"Do you hate me that much? To think, you're even willing to use your body as a tool for revenge. I don't believe you."

disappointment were written all over his face. He looked as though he

as long as you keep me by your side? Charles, I don't know if you're too naive or just stupid. Can't you see that I'm trying to make a clean break with you? I don't want to see

not control my

"Do you think I will believe

really believe that we can just live together and

sneer tugged at the corners of my

you. Even if you get discharged, you can't escape from my watch. Do you really think you can leave me? Unfortunately, you'll have to

hit me like a hammer. Ever so slowly, my heart

out of

what I

know it, is just a show?" Why don't you explain to them by then that you cheated on me and gave your heart and body to another

was being aggressive in spitting what he thought were facts. How could I show

you're any better? Should I tell James that you remained indifferent when he had just died miserably in front of you? Or perhaps, should I tell him that you never

"Scarlett!"

me with his body. Then, with his one hand, he

me carefully. Back then, Rita had no way of escaping. Killing her was easy, but what was the point of that? Her death wouldn't bring James back to us.

into my eyes. As he spoke, his eyes were red, and his voice was choked with sobs. He then eventually released his grip on my hands. Without another word, he

could you say that I didn't love my son? Haven't you seen how much I loved him since the moment he was

on the bed in

loved James. But the thing was, he was entangled with the woman who had almost

let our relationship go

turned a deaf ear to his plea and murmured, "Let me

and who was wrong anymore. All I wanted

make sure that you won't leave my side," Charles said in a matter-of-fact tone, ignoring

and said, "Then I will die in

the line. Unfortunately, it seemed that

watch our kids grow up? And when they do, do you want them to know that their mother had a mental breakdown because of a problem in

blank all of

afraid that they won't believe

"You... You're impossible!"

only ones I could never let go

being good means that I'll have to let you leave and let our children grow up in a broken

high horse. You're just

to do the right thing for our children. You can't

face, hoping to see even a trace of pity. However, the only thing I saw was his cold-heartedness and