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.

of me, but before I could even get a clear

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

"You're safe now."

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

still

couldn't hear

my body with his hands and forced me to

"Scarlett, look at me."

reflection in his clear blue eyes, I was able to

"Why are you here?"

My voice was hoarse.

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

closed the apartment door shut

not safe here,

so weak that I could barely support myself by holding

elevator, I tried my best not

me so much that they sent someone to my house to

after Charles took me

"Go take a shower."

he took out a set of his pajamas and handed it

I was still in

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

later, I walked out of

sofa, he motioned to

"Come here," he said.

"What?"

slowly walked

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

let

going to

a woman's hair was something that her

Charles to do

bossy that he did not even allow me

do it

be done

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

warm fingers separated my locks and massaged

he was taking care

upset, my infatuation with his tenderness was beyond

much that I was about to

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