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 him, he

shock, the man glared at Charles before

"You're safe now."

on the floor that the man had left before he rushed to the elevator, Charles stroked

body was still

couldn't hear him

the paint from my body with his hands and forced

"Scarlett, look at me."

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

"Why are you here?"

My voice was hoarse.

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

shut and took me

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

felt so weak that I could barely support myself by

entered the elevator, I tried my best

wondered, 'Who on earth did I offend for them to hate me so much that they

I had no clue even after Charles took

"Go take a shower."

set of his pajamas and handed it

was still

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

later, I walked out of

sofa,

"Come here," he said.

"What?"

walked

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

let me move

going to dry

hair was something that her lover could

appropriate for Charles

being too bossy that he did not even allow me to show him

do it on my

be done

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

and warm fingers separated my locks and massaged my

he was taking care of a

feeling very upset, my infatuation with his tenderness was

that I was about

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