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."

and disappointment were written all over his face. He looked

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

control my surging emotions

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

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

at the corners of my

if you get discharged, you can't escape from my watch. Do you really think

a hammer. Ever so slowly, my

out

being angry because of what I had

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

spitting what he thought were facts.

dare you threaten me?! Do you think 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 loved me and that you cared more

"Scarlett!"

pinned me with his body. Then, with his one hand, he held my hands above my head and pinched my

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

stared into my eyes. As he spoke, his eyes were red, and his voice was choked with sobs. He then eventually

son? Haven't you seen how much

on the bed in despair, my heart numb

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

relationship go to waste just because of one

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

not care about who was right and who was wrong anymore. All I wanted right now was to get away

my side," Charles said in a matter-of-fact

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

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

me? Huh! Don't you want to watch our kids grow up? And when they do, do you want them to know that their mother

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

"You... You're impossible!"

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

I'll have to let you leave and let our children grow up in a broken family, then I would rather

your high horse. You're just

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

of pity. However, the only thing I saw