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."

otherwise. Pain and disappointment were written all over his face. He

I don't know if you're too naive or just stupid. Can't you see that I'm trying to make a

could not control my surging

slowly loosened his grip on my shoulder and stood up. I thought that he had given up. Boy, was I wrong. "Do you think I will believe you just because you say so?

sinking feeling emerged in the pit of my stomach. "What did you just say? Do you really believe that we can just live together and pretend to

at the

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?

a hammer. Ever so slowly, my heart sank into

out of your

being angry because of what I had said, he put on a

their parents' marriage, as they know it, is just a show?" Why don't you explain to

being aggressive in spitting what he thought

when he had just died miserably in front of you? Or perhaps, should I tell him that you never loved me and

"Scarlett!"

with his one hand, he held

of escaping. Killing her was easy, but what was the point of that? Her death wouldn't bring James back to us. And at that very moment, you were in my arms, dying. I

and his voice was choked with sobs. He then eventually released his grip on my hands. Without

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

down my face, I lay on the bed in despair,

was entangled with the woman who had almost killed my son. Of course, I could not

begging you, don't let our relationship go

his plea and

and who was wrong anymore. All I

you won't leave my side," Charles said in

look at him and said, "Then I will die in

line. Unfortunately, it seemed that death was the only way out of

to know that their mother had

mind went blank all

But from then on, I'm afraid that they won't believe in love anymore. Do you want them

"You... You're impossible!"

Achilles' heel. My children were the only ones I could never let go of. How

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, then I would rather

horse.

the right thing for our children.

face, hoping to see even a trace of pity. However,