Bye, My Irresistible Love

Charles's POV: 

I stood in front of the elevator for a long time.

I could still feel the warmth of Scarlett's mouth against my lips.

Kissing her for real felt better than I had imagined.

I stared blankly at the closed elevator doors and replayed what just happened in my mind over and over.

I was not a man of strong desires.

Although I had been with Rita for so many years, I had never felt the urge to touch her.

But it was different with Scarlett.

I really could not explain it.

When she slapped me after I kissed her, I did not even feel it.

The pain only registered to me when she started crying.It broke my heart into splinters.

"Charles?" Rita called from behind me.

I turned and saw her standing there.

I averted my gaze.

I did not want her to suspect anything, and my face would give me away for sure.

"Let's go back to the apartment." I walked into the living room with Rita following me closely.

"I'm so happy that you're finally getting divorced, Charles.Now my wish will finally be fulfilled before I die."

"Stop cursing yourself, Rita," I backfired without looking at her.

I felt annoyed.Why did she always have to talk about death? 

"Have you spoken with my doctor? You should know the state of my health better than anyone."

After she said that, she began to sob.

In the past, whenever Rita spoke in a weak voice and then started weeping, I immediately took pity on her and felt extremely compelled to protect her.

But one day, I did not know exactly when, I realized that I was getting a little tired of all of it—the tears, the self-pity, and the sadness.

They all just became too much to take.

Whenever I had to deal with Rita, my mind automatically flew off to Scarlett, and I was not even sorry.

"You're fine.Don't worry too much.The stress will just get you down." I restrained myself and tried to comfort Rita with all the patience I could muster.

"Charles, am I starting to trouble you too much?" Rita looked at me nervously.

"No." I walked to the sofa and sat down.

I massaged my forehead so that I would not have to look her in the eyes.

"So you and Scarlett will really file for divorce today?"

Rita walked to me and asked cautiously.

"Yes."

I come with

"Fine."

considerate, was suddenly turning into a paranoid,

could not help

at the gate of the community while I went to the basement

in the car,

all the senior executives.I want to meet with them in

there a problem,

my tone, my assistant probably thought that there was some kind

of answering her, I hung

Scarlett's POV: 

back and forth with our

from time to time, waiting anxiously

an hour before

me up, then the divorce would be

is Charles not here

felt like forever, I decided to call his assistant to ask what was taking

think he can spare some time to

and I could hear some chatter

in the middle of the urgent

and stared at the bustling city scene in front of the law office.I heaved a sigh and shook my head.I

it all to end.I looked at my watch again.I only had fifteen minutes before I had to be at the studio for my show.I stared at our

the law office and hailed a taxi to

to get me to the station

put all my

me many times

excellent at what I do but also had

finally able to clock out

now all of a sudden, it was raining

the pavement and releasing the day's warmth into the night

bring an umbrella with me, so I just stood at the gate of the

moments later, I glimpsed a pair of shiny black shoes beside me,

Abner and his

give you a

smiled down at me and

as a

me up and ask about my experience so

was just coincidence or something, but I always

in the studio, during lunchtime, you

did not

me feel like

waiting for a taxi," I

You're going to be here until morning.Come on.Your place is on

to his car, completely

above me the entire time, and by the time we were inside his car,

under his own umbrella, but before I could succeed, I was already on his passenger seat and he was

tissue from my bag and offered it to Abner

help him wipe his face and his arm, but I

the two of us in the car

risk the gesture being misinterpreted by anyone who could

want to send Abner

gunned the engine and drove out of

with me about my daily

that I might grow bored of the city

a supermarket, my