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

"Fine."

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

could not

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

soon as I got in the car, I called my

all the senior executives.I want to

there

assistant probably thought that there

I hung up

Scarlett's POV: 

the law office, I paced back and forth with our marriage certificate in my

watch from time to time, waiting anxiously for Charles to show

had half an hour before my

up, then the divorce would be

Why is

for what felt like forever, I decided to call his assistant to

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

spoke in a low voice, and I could hear some

the phone in the middle of the urgent

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

minutes before I

law office

be more than enough time to get me to the station before my program

all my personal worries

Abner and the director praised me many times for a job

excellent at what I do but also had an

was finally

now all of a sudden,

raindrops fell down violently, pummeling the pavement and releasing the day's warmth into

stood at

moments later, I glimpsed a pair of shiny black shoes beside me, and the dim nearby

Abner and his

on.I'll give you

smiled down at me and offered to drive

as a

went out of his way to chat me up and ask

know whether or not it was just coincidence or

gate, in the studio,

I did

he made me

waiting for a

place is

spoke, he pulled me to his car, completely

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

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

took out a tissue from my bag and offered it to Abner to wipe his face, but he declined and insisted

wipe his face and his arm,

were just the two of

gesture being misinterpreted by anyone

send Abner the wrong

gunned the engine and drove

conversing with me

might grow bored of the city and fly

we passed a supermarket, my