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.

 

around and stared at me for a few moments. Then, he waved his

 

I blinked. "What?"

 

over here," Charles

 

with bacon and egg and the blueberry waffle that he made, and my mouth instantly watered. I said with admiration, "Wow, honey. The food looks amazing. I didn't know

 

followed the recipe."

 

am

 

"Hug me."

 

room for movement." I eyed

 

voice, trying to sound like a domineering

 

up behind him and wrapped my arms around his waist. He smelled faintly of perfume

 

package of oatmeal and continued

 

held him and, after a few moments, moved my hand

 

stopped what he was doing and turned to

 

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

 

your arms around my waist,"

 

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

 

Charles could be

bossy sometimes, but I couldn't help humoring his overbearing manner. For some reason, I found a bit of tenderness

 

can't admit it." His teasing smile made me

 

Charles's POV:

 

I dressed up

 

wanted to spend more time with Scarlett, but Amy kept

 

Patel has been waiting for you in your office for

 

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

 

and still had the gall to

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