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."

eyes said otherwise. Pain and disappointment were written all over his face. He looked as

me by your side? Charles, I don't know if you're too naive or just stupid. Can't you see

not control my

that he had given up. Boy, was I wrong. "Do you think I will believe you just because you say so? Sad to

did you just say? Do you really believe that we can just live together and pretend

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 get discharged, you can't escape from my watch. Do you really think you can

hit me like a hammer. Ever so slowly,

you're out of

of being angry because of what I had said, he put

Why don't you explain to them by

what he thought were facts. How could

you're any better? Should I tell James that you remained indifferent when he had just died miserably in front of

"Scarlett!"

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

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. I couldn't

eventually released his grip on my hands. Without another word, he cupped my chin and stroked my cheeks over

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

I lay on the bed in

entangled with the woman

I'm begging you, don't let our relationship go to waste just because of one thing," Charles

deaf ear to his plea and murmured, "Let

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

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

I turned to look at him and said, "Then I will die

Unfortunately, it seemed that death was the only way

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 because of a problem in marriage

mind went blank all

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

"You... You're impossible!"

had 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

high horse. You're

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

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