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."

written all over his face. He looked as though he was on the

me by your side? Charles, I don't know if you're too naive or just stupid. Can't

control my surging emotions

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? Sad to say, but if you really have slept with William, then that's all the more reason why you

stomach. "What did you just say? Do you really believe that we can just live together and

tugged at the corners of my

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

hammer. Ever so slowly, my heart sank into the abyss

you're out

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

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

aggressive in spitting what he thought

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

"Scarlett!"

with his one hand, he held my hands above my head and pinched my chin with the

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 save you. I had lost James. I couldn't

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 cupped my chin and

son? Haven't you seen how

streaming down my face, I lay on the bed in despair, my heart numb in

entangled with the woman who

begging you, don't let our relationship go to waste just because of one thing," Charles

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

was wrong

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

turned to look at him and said, "Then I will die

Unfortunately, it seemed that death was the

do, do you want them to know that their mother had a

went blank all of

they won't believe in love

"You... You're impossible!"

me in the Achilles' heel. My children were the only ones I could never let go of. How could I bear to make

to cuss me out for the rest of our lives. If being good means that I'll have to let you

horse. You're just

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

to see even a trace of pity.