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.

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

in a state of shock, the man glared at

"You're safe now."

the paint tracks on the floor that the man had left before he rushed to

was still shaking from the

hear him

with his hands and forced me to

"Scarlett, look at me."

my reflection in his clear blue eyes, I was

"Why are you here?"

My voice was hoarse.

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

apartment door shut

is not a good time to discuss this.You are not safe here,

I could barely support myself by

tried my best

me so much that they sent someone to my house to pour a bucket of paint on me?'

even after Charles took me to

"Go take a shower."

out a set of

still in

are you still thinking about? Isn't all that paint making you feel uncomfortable?" he asked with a disdainful

walked

on the sofa, he

"Come here," he said.

"What?"

walked

lie down on his lap.I was not used to being so intimate with him,

Charles did not let me move at

just going

something that

for Charles to

he did not even allow me to show him

me do it on my

be done

took the hair dryer and started blowing the warm

warm fingers separated my

gentle, like he was taking care of a

very upset, my infatuation with his tenderness

that I was

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