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.

even get a clear look at

a state of shock, the man glared at Charles before he ran away from

"You're safe now."

man had left before he rushed to

was still shaking from

couldn't hear him

away the paint from my body with his hands and forced me to look at

"Scarlett, look at me."

at him, and when I saw my reflection in his clear blue eyes, I was able to see how messed up

"Why are you here?"

My voice was hoarse.

Charles gazed into my eyes before he pulled me into a hug, ignoring the

apartment door shut and took me

not a good time to discuss this.You are not

I could barely support myself by holding onto his

my best not to look at my

to hate me so

after Charles took me

"Go take a shower."

set of his pajamas and handed it to

still in a

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

walked out of the

sofa, he motioned

"Come here," he said.

"What?"

walked

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

did not let me move at

move.I'm just going to dry

hair was something that her lover could

not appropriate for Charles to do it for

that he did not even allow me

me do it on my

move.It'll be

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

and warm fingers separated my locks and massaged

so gentle, like he was

was indeed feeling very upset, my

it so much that I was about to

his gentle voice sounded in my ears did I come back