Bye, My Irresistible Love

Chapter 17: Being Forced To Compromise 

Scarlett’s POV: 

Abner's hair was usually slicked back and neatly parted.

Right now, it was a wet mess.

I had not had the chance to look at him for a long time until now, and I realized that he was actually quite attractive.

I found it a little funny that I did not notice that until I saw him drenched in the pouring rain.

I struggled to find the right words to say to him.

Before I could tell Abner my answer, Charles put his coat on me and dragged me away, forcing Abner to let go of my hand.

Charles led me to his car as I kept looking back at Abner.

Abner stayed on his spot and watched Charles force me into his car.

The disappointed look on his face made me feel a horrible pang of guilt.

I had time to give him a decent answer.

I should have just blurted it out before Charles could tow me away.

With one hand holding his umbrella, Charles opened the car door for me.

His face darkened even more when he saw me still looking over at Abner.

"Get in the car, Scarlett."

I took a look at him, gritted my teeth, and got in the car.

After turning the ignition and making the engine hum to life, Charles drove away like he was running from the police.

We did not speak the entire trip.

We just sat there in uncomfortable silence, which was beginning to become a routine for us.

Of course Charles's reaction earlier bothered me, but at the moment, I was more worried about facing Abner tomorrow at work after leaving him hanging like that.

Soon, we arrived at the mansion.

Charles walked into the house first, and I followed him.

"Hello, dear."

As soon as I entered the living room, Christine greeted me warmly, but before she could start a conversation with me, Charles grabbed my hand and dragged me upstairs.

He moved so abruptly that everyone immediately followed us.

They must have thought that he was going to beat me up or something.

"Charles, what are you doing? Where are you taking me?"

"Son, if there's any problem, just say it.You don't have to hurt your wife."

Charles? Let go of

who were

upstairs bathroom and kicked the door

on the tap and turned me

grabbed my wrists, and put my hands under

my hands as if he intended to

You're starting to hurt my hands " I

hands? But why? I really did not understand why he

marriage would

wife, and he would no longer be my husband.Why was he still acting

wife.You're still a married woman.You

through clenched

enough of

muttered and broke

tap, grabbed a clean towel off

his hands on his hips and stared me

what, Charles, if you hadn't stood me up today, you wouldn't have had to deal with me tonight.We would've been out of each other's hair," I said, keeping my voice

to stand you up.I had something urgent to deal

more urgent than

up in the office, and I

to you than granting the

Charles

day after tomorrow? Just put a date on

Scarlett!" Charles

but I refused to end our conversation without getting

the one causing all the delays now, and you have the nerve to get angry with me? Whatever

did not bother to rein in

the waiting and stalling was starting to drive

overreaction to everything and also his attempts to

not take any of it

once again and flashed me a pained expression that could have broken my heart if I had not been

old self would have lowered her voice and consoled him right then and there, but things were

in my heart did not mean that he could trash it whenever

were at an

us was willing to

just when I was about to give in, he suddenly sighed and said, "Tomorrow.Let's do it

relief and set the

"Thank you,"I muttered.

was a tough

the moment, I was just happy to

uttering another word, Charles turned around and opened the

Michael, and Lawrence were standing outside and looking at us with

stepped aside

a while and carefully planned my

had no idea if they heard

Lawrence turned on their heels and followed Charles, Christine and Alice walked into the

so sorry about Charles, dear.You

worry, we will help find you

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