Bye, My Irresistible Love

Scarlett’s POV:

“I’m living with Charles,” I firmly said while looking at Nate warily. Nate nodded in satisfaction. 

“That’s good then. But I’m sure you’ll face a lot of trouble because of him.”

“I don’t care. I’ve already been in a lot of trouble before we even got together,” I fired back.

“Rita committed suicide because of you.” 

I looked at him with an icy cold gaze. “It has nothing to do with me.”

All of a sudden, Nate grabbed me by the arm. “How could you be so cruel? Don’t you feel any remorse? Someone could’ve lost their life, and you’re the reason behind it!”

“Let me go!” I tried so hard to get out of his grasp. His touch disgusted me and made my hair stand on end. However, no matter how hard I struggled, I could not shake him off.

“Leave Charles,” Nate ordered through gritted teeth. His grasp was becoming tighter and more painful by the second.

“I won’t. Charles and I will get married soon. You’d better be polite to me, or you’ll regret it,” I warned. I might look weak and helpless, but my resolution never wavered. His empty threats did not mean anything to me.

Nate did not say a word and just stared at me fiercely.

While we were at a stalemate, I saw Charles rushing towards us from the corner of my eye.

“You don’t want to get beaten, do you?” I said cryptically with a smile.

Nate furrowed his brows in confusion. While he was in a daze, Charles kicked him on the leg.

He immediately let go of me. Charles’s kick sent him to his knees.

But Charles was not done yet.

Just as he was about to pounce on Nate and beat him, I grabbed his hand and pulled him into the room. “Charles, don’t get your hands dirty because of him. It’s not worth it.”

Charles looked at me worriedly. “Are you okay?”

I nodded and smiled reassuringly at him. “I’m fine. You came right in time.”

As soon as I said these words, I turned around and took out the ring from the cabinet.

I walked to Charles and said with a smile, “Give me your hand.”

Charles did as told. But instead of putting the ring on his finger, I put it on his palm.

“Aren’t you gonna help me put it on?” Charles asked with apparent discontent.

I shook my head with a chuckle. I wore my own ring and did not help him despite his request.

Charles did

wife, happy life,” he murmured to

amused

were both wearing our rings, Charles held my hand and looked at it. Then, he nodded

buy Grandma’s birthday gift,” he said with a dashing smile. Hand in

the mall, the manager walked up

you like to see the newly arrived limited

gift for

The manager’s smile

on his face and just focused on choosing the best gift for Christine. An agate

like this one?” Charles asked in a

“Yes. I’m confident Grandma

To my surprise, he pointed at

that out and let

thanks,” I flat

and pointed at the other necklaces. “Take all of those and let my wife try them

sigh helplessly when I saw how much everything had

we got into the car, I glanced at the rearview

“Isn’t that Rita’s car?”

replied indifferently. Without another word, he started the car and sped

intention of dealing with her. Even so, I could not help but

the

which perplexed me. “Aren’t you

Moore asked me to deliver a

help but glance at Charles. “Are you going to let Rita come in?” I worriedly asked,

atmosphere suddenly became heavy. I looked at Charles nervously, afraid he

wants to see her,”

as we entered the living room, Christine held my hand with a beaming smile. Thanks to her, I forgot

and said with a smile, “Grandma, I

old for that. There’s no need for me

birthday. You should

we went to her

in satisfaction. The two of us then helped Christine

on my finger, and she heaved a happy sigh. “It’s been so long since I last saw you wearing that ring. It’s so

out the gift I had prepared and handed it to

Hurry. Help me put it on.” Grandma beckoned me to come closer and excitedly asked me to put the

glad you like it. The truth is, Charles was the one who paid for it,” I truthfully

a long face.

my husband paid for

an instant. Everyone could not help but laugh at how cheesy he was. Now,

informed us, “Miss Lively is at the gate.

on Alice’s and Christine’s