Bye, My Irresistible Love

Scarlett's POV: 

That evening, just when I was about to go to bed, I got a call from Abner.

"Scarlett, guess what I just saw? Rita was alone in the bar, drinking.She did not seem like she had terminal cancer at all!"

"Maybe the doctor had forbidden her from eating delicious food or drinking wine for a long time now, and that's probably the reason she was at the bar, having a binge."

I didn't think too much of it.

"But she doesn't look like someone who has cancer," Abner said after a moment's pause.

"Since she is a star, she always wears makeup, which is probably why she doesn't look all that sick."

Charles was the one who had found Rita's doctor.

If there was something fishy going on, then he would be the first one to know.Besides, he was smart, so how could he get fooled easily? 

"Well, maybe I'm just overthinking things."

Disappointed, Abner hung up the phone.

I quickly put the phone on the bedside table and began to sleep.

The following days were the weekend.

When I was sitting on the couch, watching TV, I heard someone knocking on my door.

I put down the remote and went to open the door.

A man wearing a black mask and a black baseball cap was standing in front of me.

"Sir, what...Ah!"

Just when I was about to ask him if he needed something, he picked up a bucket and pointed it towards me.

Realizing the danger, I screamed and quickly hid.

With a splashing sound, the red paint fell all over the floor, some of it stained my feet.

The man was not willing to accept his failure.

In a fit of rage, he picked up the bucket again and was about to dump it on my head.

Suddenly, I heard him screaming as though someone had hit him, and the next second, I heard the bucket falling to the ground.

front of me, but before I could even get a clear look at him, he held me in

the man glared at Charles before he ran away from

"You're safe now."

at the paint tracks on the floor that the man had left before he rushed

was still shaking from

hear him

body with his hands and forced me to look at

"Scarlett, look at me."

saw my reflection in his clear blue eyes, I was able to

"Why are you here?"

My voice was hoarse.

pulled me into a hug, ignoring the paint on my

door shut and took me to

is not a good time to discuss this.You are not safe here, so I am taking you to

so weak that I could barely support

the elevator, I tried my best not to look

to hate me so much that they sent someone to my house to pour

after

"Go take a shower."

out a set of

was still in

all that paint making you feel uncomfortable?" he asked with a disdainful look as he put the clothes in

later, I walked out

on the sofa, he motioned to

"Come here," he said.

"What?"

walked up

the sofa, and made me lie down on his lap.I was not used to being so intimate with him, so

not let

going to

was something that

not appropriate for Charles to do it for

being too bossy that he did not even

it on my

be done

tried to get up again, he took the hair dryer and started

slender and warm fingers separated

was

indeed feeling very upset, my infatuation with his tenderness was beyond

it so much that I was about

the hair dryer stopped whirring and his gentle voice sounded in my ears did I come back to my