Bye, My Irresistible Love

Chapter 259

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.

 

a few moments. Then, he waved his hand and said,

 

I blinked. "What?"

 

over here," Charles

 

and the blueberry waffle that he made, and my mouth instantly watered. I said with admiration, "Wow, honey. The food looks amazing. I

 

I just followed the recipe."

 

am I

 

"Hug me."

 

You're cooking. If I hug you, I'll restrict your room for movement." I eyed him carefully and tilted my head to the

 

low voice, trying to sound like a domineering entity. To me, he just sounded like

 

wrapped my arms around his waist. He smelled faintly of perfume laced with

 

a package of oatmeal and continued to

 

a few moments, moved my hand

 

stopped what he was doing and turned to warn me,

 

about how he

 

your arms around my waist,"

 

was doing, I stuck my tongue out

 

Charles could be

humoring his overbearing manner. For some reason, I found a bit of

 

me. You just can't

 

Charles's POV:

 

dressed up and

 

to spend more time with

 

your

 

head to me and said, "What's with the face, man? I thought Scarlett was home. Why do you look

 

my time with Scarlett and still had the gall to

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