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 looked as though he was

can do more than that. Do you really think we can get 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

could not control my surging

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

did you just say? Do you really believe that we can just live together

sneer tugged at the corners

Even if you get discharged, you can't

so slowly, my heart sank into the abyss of

you're out of your

what I had said, he put

they know it, is just a show?" Why don't you explain to them by then that you cheated on me

thought were facts. How could I show

just died miserably in front of you?

"Scarlett!"

his one hand, he held my hands above my head and

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. And at that very moment, you were in my arms, dying. I wanted to

his voice was choked with sobs. He then eventually released his grip on my hands. Without another word, he

love my son? Haven't you seen how much

face, I lay on the bed in despair, my

that he loved James. But the thing was, he was entangled with the woman who had almost killed my son. Of course, I could not pretend that that did not bother

our relationship go to waste just

deaf ear to his plea and murmured, "Let

wrong anymore. All I wanted right now was to get away

won't leave my side," Charles said in a matter-of-fact

turned to look at him and said, "Then

that

you want them to know that their mother had a mental breakdown because of a problem in marriage and then committed suicide? Is

blank all of a

But from then on, I'm afraid that they won't believe in love anymore. Do you want them to end up alone and lonely? I don't

"You... You're impossible!"

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

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, then I would rather be

off your high horse. You're

I'm manipulating you to do the right thing for our children. You

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