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.

 

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

 

I blinked. "What?"

 

over here," Charles

 

made, and my mouth instantly watered. I said with admiration, "Wow, honey. The food looks amazing. I didn't know you

 

I just followed

 

am I standing

 

"Hug me."

 

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

 

a low voice, trying to sound like

 

and wrapped my arms around his waist.

 

of oatmeal and

 

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

 

and turned to

 

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

 

your arms around my waist," Charles

 

he was doing, I stuck my tongue out

 

Charles could be

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

 

You just can't admit it." His teasing smile made

 

Charles's POV:

 

dressed up and

 

time with

 

Patel has been waiting for you in your office for a long time." Amy looked at

 

said, "What's with the face, man? I thought Scarlett was home. Why do

 

Scarlett and still had the gall to

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