Scarlett's POV:

 

I tried going back to sleep. But before I could completely drift off, my phone rang.

 

I clicked my tongue. Who could possibly call me this early in the day? I didn't want to answer, so I grabbed the quilt and pulled it over my head.

 

But my phone kept ringing. It seemed that whoever was calling didn't intend to give up.

 

I groaned and reached for my phone on the bedside table. The call was coming from Vivian.

 

"Hey, Scarlett. I heard that you're back. Let's have drinks tonight. I have something to tell you."

 

"I can't tonight, Vivian. I have something to deal with. How about tomorrow night?"

 

"That works for me. And maybe there will be a good show for us to watch."

 

"All right then. See you."

 

After hanging up with Vivian, I couldn't fall asleep anymore, so I decided to just get up and wash up.

 

While I was brushing my teeth in the bathroom, the heavenly smell of breakfast wafted in from the kitchen. As a response, my stomach grumbled.

 

After I finished up, I went to the kitchen to see how Charles was doing. He was still cooking when I arrived. He was in boxer shorts and a white shirt, but he still looked regal. Sometimes, his handsomeness still caught me off-guard.

 

I sauntered into the kitchen, sat at the counter, and watched him cook.

 

Charles's dishes didn't exactly look exquisite, but given the choice, I would pick his food over those from fancy restaurants. Every time I saw him cooking, I felt like my heart was being engulfed by a sense of comforting warmth.

 

and stared at me for a few

 

I blinked. "What?"

 

over here," Charles

 

blueberry waffle that he made, and my

 

that hard. I just followed the recipe." He smiled proudly at

 

am I standing

 

"Hug me."

 

I hug you, I'll restrict your room for movement." I eyed him carefully and tilted

 

Charles ordered in a low voice, trying to sound like

 

his waist. He smelled faintly of perfume laced with a bit of

 

package of

 

him and, after a few moments, moved

 

Charles stopped what he was doing and turned to warn me,

 

saw annoyance and desire mingle in his eyes. Thinking about how he exhausted me in bed last night, I immediately withdrew

 

around

 

he turned back to what he was doing, I stuck my tongue out at him and

 

Charles could be

but I couldn't help humoring his overbearing manner. For some reason, I

 

to hold me. You just can't admit it." His

 

Charles's POV:

 

breakfast, I dressed up and went straight

 

wanted to spend more time with Scarlett,

 

been waiting for you in your

 

the door open. Spencer turned his head to me and said, "What's with the face, man? I thought

 

still had the

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