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."

come with

"Fine."

who had been obedient and considerate, was suddenly turning into a paranoid, nitpicking

could not help

waited at the gate of the community while

I got in the car, I called my

executives.I want to meet

there a problem,

probably thought that there was some

her, I hung

Scarlett's POV: 

I paced back and forth with our marriage certificate

from time to time, waiting anxiously for Charles

half an hour before my show

up, then the divorce would be postponed

happened? Why is Charles not here

decided to call his assistant to ask what

Mrs.Moore.Mr.Moore just called an urgent meeting.I don't think he can spare some time to

a low voice, and I could hear some chatter in the

middle of the

office.I heaved a sigh and shook my head.I had no idea how much more delays

wanted it all to end.I looked at my watch again.I only had fifteen minutes before

law office

enough time to get me to the station

my personal worries aside and focused on my

usual, Abner and the director praised me many times for a job well

excellent at what I do but

afternoon's work, I was finally able to clock out and go

been sunny all afternoon, but now all of a sudden, it

down violently, pummeling the pavement and releasing the day's

not bring an umbrella with me, so I just stood at the gate of the TV station and

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

Abner and

you a ride

at me and offered

joined the TV station as a program host, Abner had been

his way to chat me up and ask about my

whether or not it was just coincidence or something, but I always

the studio, during lunchtime, you

I did not

around him, and he made me feel

waiting for a

going to be here until morning.Come on.Your place is on the way

me to his car, completely

by the time we were inside his car, he

pull him under his own umbrella, but before I could succeed, I was

out a tissue from my bag and offered it to Abner to

him wipe his face and his arm, but

two of us in

gesture being misinterpreted by anyone who could have

did not want to send

the engine and drove out of the

with me

might grow bored of the city and fly back to

passed a supermarket,