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.

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

the man glared at Charles

"You're safe now."

man had left before he rushed to the elevator, Charles stroked my hair to comfort

body was still shaking from

couldn't hear him

away the paint from my body with his hands and

"Scarlett, look at me."

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

"Why are you here?"

My voice was hoarse.

before he pulled me into a hug, ignoring the paint on my

then closed the apartment door shut and took

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

so weak that I could barely support myself by holding

best

for them to hate me

even after Charles took me to

"Go take a shower."

of his pajamas

was still in a

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

I walked out of

sofa,

"Come here," he said.

"What?"

walked up to

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

Charles did not let me move

just going

hair was something

not appropriate for Charles to

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

me do it on my

move.It'll be done

the hair dryer and

warm fingers separated my locks

so gentle, like he was

feeling very upset, my infatuation with his tenderness was beyond

so much that I was

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