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.

before I could even get a clear look

man glared at Charles before he ran

"You're safe now."

left before he rushed to the elevator, Charles stroked my

was still shaking

hear him at

my body with his hands

"Scarlett, look at me."

clear blue eyes, I was able to

"Why are you here?"

My voice was hoarse.

me, Charles gazed into my eyes before he pulled me into

shut and took me to

is not a good time to discuss this.You are not

felt so weak that I could barely support myself by

I tried my best

kept my head down and wondered, 'Who on earth did I offend for them to hate me so much that they sent someone to my house to pour

had no clue even after Charles

"Go take a shower."

that, he took out a set of

was still

are you still thinking about? Isn't all that paint making you feel uncomfortable?" he asked with a

later, I walked

sofa, he motioned

"Come here," he said.

"What?"

walked

down on the sofa, and made me lie down on his lap.I was not

did not let me move

move.I'm just going to dry

something

appropriate for Charles to do

too bossy that he did

do it

move.It'll be done

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

and warm fingers separated

so gentle, like he was taking

feeling very upset, my infatuation with his tenderness

much that

voice sounded in