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."

disappointment were written all over his face. He

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 you? I don't want

control my surging

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

really believe that we can just live together and pretend to be a happy couple for the rest of our

the corners of my

do whatever you 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

hit me like a hammer. Ever so slowly, my heart sank into

out

of what I had said, he put on a

our children grow up, 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 and gave your heart and body

he thought were facts.

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!"

hand, he held my hands above my head and

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

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

I didn't love my son? Haven't you seen how much I loved him since the moment he

my face, I lay on the bed in

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

go to waste just because of one thing,"

a deaf ear to his

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

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

and said, "Then I will die in

it seemed that death was the only way out of

front of 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 had a mental breakdown

mind went blank all of a

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

"You... You're impossible!"

were the only ones I could never

you're going to 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

high horse. You're just

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

to see even a trace of pity. However, the