Bye, My Irresistible Love

Chapter 143: Confrontation

Charles’ POV:

Scarlett’s phone rang the moment she stepped inside the bathroom to take a shower.

I looked at the caller ID. To my surprise, it was Nate. I picked up her phone and answered it without a second thought.

“Scarlett, I knew you’d answer my call. Can we meet right now? I want to apologize for what happened last time.” 

I wanted to laugh. What he had said was funny.

“Scarlett?” Nate called Scarlett’s name tentatively when he did not hear anything from the other end of the line for a while.

“It’s Charles.”

Nate fell silent.

“To show your sincerity properly, I want you to deal with the media outlets by tomorrow morning.” I hung up the call as soon as I finished speaking, and a sneer tugged at the corners of my mouth.

Sure enough, Nate did as told. 

The next morning, I handed my phone to Scarlett to let her see the latest trending topic with her own eyes.

As I saw the confused look on her face while she read the news, I patiently explained, “It’s an apology letter from Nate.”

“What happened?” Scarlett asked with a frown.

“I think it’s his wedding gift for us,” I said in an unusually cheery tone. 

Scarlett eyed me with suspicion. “Really?”

I said nothing in response. I then put my arms around her waist and stroked her belly from time to time.

“Why do you keep doing that?”

I paused for a moment and asked, “Can’t I?” 

Without waiting for her answer, I stroked it yet again.

“It’s just that you used to caress the upper part,” Scarlett teased.

I could not help but chuckle at her words. Just as she said, I put my hands on her breasts and fondled them like I always did. “Did your breasts grow bigger?”  

Scarlett shook off my hands and grumbled coyly, “No…” 

“Maybe it’s because I’m good at massage.” I fondled them harder, and a feeling of satisfaction arose in my heart.

Scarlett’s face turned red, and she hid in my arms in embarrassment. “You’re so cheeky.” 

Scarlett’s POV:

set of jewelry. Then, with

“Scarlett, come here.”

the necklace in her hand at once. It was the heirloom of the Moore family. I looked at Charles,

at me

over to Alice, and she helped me put

at me and gasped in astonishment. “You’re

on you, Scarlett.” Christine praised me

the necklace around my neck and thanked them for their gift

to give it to you earlier, but you and Charles were at odds back then. But it

guilty. They must have been troubled because of

returned to my room not long after. There I took off the necklace

it off?” Charles

is your family’s heirloom. What if I break it or, worse, lose it? We should keep it somewhere safe.” I put

talking about? It’s our heirloom,” Charles corrected with a

our heirloom.” I handed the jewelry box to

to me now?” he asked with

box to him again. “Please

“It’s women’s business.”

head of the

as soon

it. Grandma gave it to you.” He chuckled at me, but he

not budge. Unable to do anything, I

he hugged me

to take good care of you. And you take care of

be your

You’re gonna be my wife.” Charles wrapped his

so slowly, he leaned in to kiss me. But then, I put my arms in front of me to keep his body

now,” I reminded in a low voice, afraid he would act recklessly. “It’ll

he did what he said. After our kiss,

TV station not

you up after work,” he said once

nodded in response. Without a word, I walked into the building.I saw Rita the moment I stepped inside. I did not want to talk to her, so I ignored her and

like a ghost, haunting

did not pay her any attention. “Do you think you’ll be happy once you marry Charles?

looked at her with a sardonic smile. “How can you say that he

taken aback. It seemed that she was not expecting that kind of response from me.

the one he loves? Wake up,” I

he loves me. He’s just confused and overwhelmed. Once he calms down, he’ll leave you for me,” Rita fired back with

can’t wait for him to

indignantly. “Scarlett, don’t be so full of

Her face, however, darkened in displeasure.   Infuriated, Rita took

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