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 as though he was

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 too naive or just stupid. Can't you see that I'm

not control my

think I will believe you just because you say so? Sad to say, but

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

tugged at the

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

like a hammer. Ever so

out of your

angry because of what I had

they know it, is just a show?" Why don't you explain to them by then that you cheated

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

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?

"Scarlett!"

hand, he held my hands above my head and pinched my chin with the other, rendering

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

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 stroked

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

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

that he loved James. But the thing was, he was entangled with the woman who had almost killed my son. Of course, I

you, don't let our relationship go to waste

deaf ear to his plea and

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

my side,"

a sneer, I turned to look at him and said,

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

do you want them to know that their mother

went blank all

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

"You... You're impossible!"

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

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

off your high horse. You're just

I'm manipulating you to do the right thing for our children. You can't escape from me,

face, hoping to see even a trace of pity. However, the only thing