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."

over his face. He looked as though he was on the verge of breaking

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

could not control my surging

up. I thought that he had given up. Boy, was I wrong. "Do you think I will believe you just

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

the corners of my

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

so slowly, my heart sank into the abyss of

you're out

of what I had said,

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

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

in front of you? Or perhaps, should I tell him that you never loved me

"Scarlett!"

pushed me onto the bed and pinned me with his body. Then, with his one hand, he held my hands

me carefully. Back then, Rita had no way of escaping. Killing her was easy, but what was the point of that? Her death wouldn't bring James back

with sobs. He then eventually released his grip on my hands. Without another word, he cupped my chin and

Haven't you seen how much I loved him since the moment he was

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

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

you, don't let our relationship go to waste

turned a deaf ear to his plea and murmured,

care about who was right and who was wrong anymore. All I wanted right now was to

won't leave my side," Charles said in

him and said, "Then I will die in front

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

to watch our kids grow up? And when they do, do you want them to know that their mother had a mental breakdown because of a problem

mind went blank all of a

on, I'm afraid that they won't believe in

"You... You're impossible!"

were the only ones I could

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

your high horse. You're just 、manipulating

manipulating you to do the right thing

stared at Charles's face, hoping to see even a trace of pity. However, the only thing I saw was his cold-heartedness and