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."

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

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 I'm trying to make a clean break with

not control my surging

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

Do you really believe that we can just live together and pretend to be a happy couple for the

the

want. It's up to you if you want our children 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? Unfortunately, you'll have to wait

Ever so slowly, my heart sank into the abyss

you're out of your

because of what I had said,

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

in spitting what he thought were facts.

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

"Scarlett!"

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

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

eyes were red, and his voice was choked with sobs. He then eventually released his grip on

could you say that I didn't love my son? Haven't you seen how much

face, I lay on the bed in

was, he was entangled with the woman who had almost killed my son. Of

begging you, don't let our relationship go to waste

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

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

will also make sure that you won't leave my side," Charles said in

at him and said, "Then I will

that death was the only way out of this

do, do you want them to know that their mother had a mental breakdown because of

went blank all of

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

"You... You're impossible!"

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

If being good means that I'll have to let you leave and let our children grow up in a broken

horse. You're just 、manipulating

do the right thing for our children. You can't escape from

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