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 on the

your side? Charles, I don't know if

control

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

my stomach. "What did you just say? Do you really believe that we can just live

tugged at the corners

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,

me like a hammer. Ever so slowly, my

out of

what I had said,

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

spitting what he thought were facts. How could I show

died miserably in front of you? Or perhaps, should I

"Scarlett!"

onto the bed and pinned me with his body. Then, with his one hand, he

way of escaping. Killing 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 arms, dying. I wanted to save you. I had lost James.

into my eyes. 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 my

you say that I didn't love my son? Haven't you

I lay on the bed

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

relationship go to waste just because of

to his plea

was right and who was wrong anymore.

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

look at him and said, "Then I will die

Unfortunately, it seemed that death was the only way out

kids grow up? And when they do, do you want them to know

went blank all of a

won't believe in love anymore. Do you want them to end up alone

"You... You're impossible!"

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

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

off your high horse. You're

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

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