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."

and disappointment were written all over his face. He looked as though he was on the verge of

back together 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

not control my

you think I will believe you just because you say so? Sad to say, but if

you really believe that we can just live

tugged at the corners of my

you want. It's up to you if you want our children to be unhappy. But I have to remind 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 wait

words hit me like a hammer. Ever so slowly,

you're out

angry because of what I had said, he put

our children grow up, will they find out that their parents' marriage, as they 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

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

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 loved me and that you cared more about the person

"Scarlett!"

one hand, he held my

that? Her death wouldn't bring James back

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 cupped

I didn't love my son? Haven't you seen how much I loved him

I lay on the bed

honesty, I knew that he loved James. But the thing was, he was entangled with the woman who

begging you, don't let our relationship go to waste just

to his plea and

about who was right and who was wrong

also make sure that you won't leave my side,"

a sneer, I turned to look at him and said, "Then I will die in front

crossed the line. Unfortunately, it seemed that death

grow up? And when they do, do you want them to know that their mother had a mental

went blank all

that's what you want, go ahead. But from then on, I'm afraid that they won't believe in love anymore. Do you want them to end up alone and

"You... You're impossible!"

were the only ones I could never let go of. How could I bear to make

you're going to cuss me out for the rest of our lives. If being good means that I'll have to let you leave and let our children grow up in a broken family,

off your high horse. You're

you to do the right thing for our children. You

stared at Charles's face, hoping to see even a trace of pity. However, the only thing I

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