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."

had been obedient and considerate, was suddenly turning into

not

of the community while I went to the basement to

got in the car, I

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

 "Is there

that there was some kind of big incident that

of answering her, I hung up the

Scarlett's POV: 

office, I paced back and forth

watch from time to time, waiting anxiously for

half an hour before my

then

happened? Why is Charles not here

to call

Mrs.Moore.Mr.Moore just called an urgent meeting.I don't think

spoke in a low voice, and

middle of the urgent meeting she

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

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 marriage certificate

I left the law office and

enough time to get me to

my personal

Abner and the director praised me

at what I do but also had

afternoon's work, I was finally able

all afternoon, but now all of a sudden,

down violently, pummeling the pavement and

not bring an umbrella with me, so I just stood at the

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

was Abner and

give you a

at me and offered to drive me

the TV station as a program host, Abner

me up and ask about my experience

not it was just coincidence or something, but I always seemed to run into

the gate, in the studio, during lunchtime, you name

did

me feel like an important part

it's okay.I'm just waiting for a taxi," I refused

to be here until morning.Come on.Your place is on the way anyway.I just want to make sure you

to his car, completely ignoring

by the time we were inside his car, he was soaking

but before I could succeed, I

my bag and offered it to Abner to wipe his face, but he declined and insisted that he

his face

of us in the car

gesture being misinterpreted by anyone who could have

not want to send Abner the wrong message

and drove out of the

with me about my

I might grow bored of the city and fly back to

we passed a supermarket,