Bye, My Irresistible Love

Chapter 301: Like A Walking Dead 

Charles' POV:

 After hanging up the phone, I threw it on the bed.The moonlight peered through the window, slightly illuminating the dark, quiet room.

Right now, my room was like a cold cage.I turned around, staring out the window.

There were many lights surrounding me, and yet I felt so lonely.

On the glass window pane, a blurry figure was reflected.To me, my very image had become pitiful and desolate.I couldn't bear to stare at my reflection anymore, so I stood up and closed the curtains.

Now, the moonlight was gone and so was my reflection.I lay back on the cold bed with a bitter smile on my lips.

"I am like a soulless walking dead," I murmured to myself.

Like reflex, I reached for the other half of the bed and soon found that it was empty.My beloved wife used to sleep right here, but now she had begun a new life with another man.

Once again, my heart ached.Only in this endless darkness could I tear off my disguise, and let myself feel the painful wound in my heart.

I curled up in bed, holding Scarlett's pillow as tightly as I could, sniffing the last bits of her scent left on it.Then, I buried my face on the pillow.

The sense of suffocation slowly made me feel dizzy and a little drowsy.

During the second half of the night, I began to dream.I dreamed of the woman whom I had longed for day and night.

She was lying in another man's arms, speaking to him with a bright smile on her face.

"Honey, hug me." The man lowered his head and I saw that it was William.

He was sleeping in the spot where I once slept in, holding the woman I loved, and kissing her in my stead.

"Sure, honey!"

The following day, I woke up with a splitting headache.The dream I had last night tortured me.

Even now that I was awake, it still tore my heart apart.

Listlessly, I went downstairs and saw Janet in the kitchen, preparing breakfast.

morning, Mr.Moore.Oh, my...what's wrong, sir? You look

forehead.However, I avoided her

really terrible.You'd better take your temperature just to make

to the sofa and sat down, feeling light-headed.I touched my forehead and it

the thermometer and took my temperature for me, anxiously waiting for the results to

Mr.Moore, we need to get you

she held

from feeling a little dizzy,

get me a glass of

away, sir!" she

Janet, I took a

I really think you need to go to a

not that serious,"

"But..."

repeat myself," I said

to say

closing my eyes to rest.But the second I closed my eyes, Scarlett's and

don't deserve a moment

Janet's POV: 

having a fever, but he wouldn't take it seriously.He just sat on the sofa with no intention of having himself

call Alice for help

burning up.I need your help," I said over the

fever?"

hospital the soonest that

but he insists that he doesn't need treatment.That's why I

on the other end of the

heard

only one way we can fix things.It seems that it's time for me to

what to say once you

do anything now, I'm afraid Charles might become terminally ill.I've

her.."

hoarse voice, tears welled up in my

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