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.

I could even get a clear

state of shock, the man glared at Charles before

"You're safe now."

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

still shaking from

couldn't hear him

with his hands and

"Scarlett, look at me."

clear blue eyes, I was able to see how messed up I

"Why are you here?"

My voice was hoarse.

gazed into my eyes before he pulled me into a hug,

shut and took me

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

that I could barely support myself by holding onto

entered the elevator, I tried my best not to

I offend for them to hate me so much that they sent someone to my house to pour a bucket of paint on

clue even after Charles took

"Go take a shower."

a set of his pajamas and

was still in a

all that paint making you feel uncomfortable?"

later, I walked out

the sofa,

"Come here," he said.

"What?"

slowly walked

and made me lie down on his lap.I was not used to

did not let me move

move.I'm just going to

woman's hair was something that her lover could only

not appropriate for Charles to do it

he was being too bossy that he did

me do it on

be done

again, he took the hair dryer and started blowing the warm

warm fingers separated my locks and

was so gentle, like he was taking care of a

upset, my infatuation with his tenderness was beyond

so much that I was about

whirring and his gentle voice sounded in