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.

familiar figure appeared in front of me, but before I could even get a

in a state of shock, the man glared

"You're safe now."

left before he rushed to the

still

couldn't hear

with his hands and forced me to

"Scarlett, look at me."

clear blue eyes, I was able to see how

"Why are you here?"

My voice was hoarse.

he pulled me into a hug, ignoring the paint on

the apartment door shut and took me to

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

that I could barely support myself

the elevator, I tried my best not to look

I offend for them to hate me so

no clue even after Charles took

"Go take a shower."

set of his

was still

about? Isn't all that paint making you feel uncomfortable?" he asked with a disdainful look as he put

walked out of the

sofa, he motioned

"Come here," he said.

"What?"

slowly walked

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

Charles did not let me move

move.I'm just going

was something that

not appropriate for Charles to do

he was being too bossy that he did not even allow me to

it

be done

up again, he took the hair dryer and started blowing the warm air on

slender and warm fingers separated my locks and massaged my

gentle, like he was

very upset, my infatuation

much that I was about to

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