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."

all over his face. He looked as though he was on

I can do 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 trying to

could not control my surging

up. Boy, was I wrong. "Do you think I will believe you just because you say so? Sad to say, but if you really have slept with William, then that's

my stomach. "What did you just say? Do you really believe that we can just live together and pretend to be a happy couple

tugged at the corners of

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

like a hammer. Ever so slowly,

you're out of

angry because of what I had said, he

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

aggressive in spitting what he thought were facts. How

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

"Scarlett!"

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

James back to us. And at that very moment, you were in my arms, dying. I wanted to save you. I had lost James.

voice was choked with sobs. He then eventually released

you seen how much I loved him since

my face, I lay on the bed in despair,

entangled with the woman who had almost killed my son. Of course, I could not

our relationship go to waste just because of

a deaf ear to his plea and

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

won't. I will also make sure that you won't leave my side," Charles said in a matter-of-fact tone, ignoring

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

it seemed that death

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 and then committed suicide? Is that what you want them to

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that they won't believe in love anymore. Do you want them to end up alone and lonely? I don't

"You... You're impossible!"

struck me in the Achilles' heel. My children were the only ones

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

off your high horse.

you to do the right thing for

trace of pity. However, the only thing