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."

otherwise. Pain and disappointment were written all over his face. He looked as though he was

get back together as long as you keep me by your side? Charles, I don't know if

not control my surging

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

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

tugged at the corners of

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

like a hammer. Ever so slowly, my heart sank into the abyss of

you're out of

of being angry because of what I had

marriage, as they know it, is just a show?" Why don't you explain

aggressive in spitting what he thought were

Should I tell James that you remained indifferent when he had just died miserably in front of you? Or perhaps,

"Scarlett!"

bed and pinned me with his body. Then, with his one hand, he held my hands above my head and pinched my chin

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 to us. And at that very moment, you were in my arms, dying. I wanted to

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

didn't love my son? Haven't you seen how much I loved him

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

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

don't let our relationship go to waste just because of one

deaf ear to his

who was wrong anymore. All I wanted right now was

sure that you won't leave my side," Charles said in a

to look at him and

it seemed that death was the only way out of this

want to watch our kids grow up? And when they do, do you want them to know that their

mind went blank all of

from 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!"

had struck me in the Achilles' heel. My children were the only ones I could never let go of. How could I bear to make them

good means that I'll have to let you leave and let our children grow up in a broken family, then I

off your high horse.

you to do the right thing for our

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