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.

before I could even get a clear look at him, he held me

the man glared at Charles before he ran

"You're safe now."

at the paint tracks on the floor that the man had left before he rushed to the elevator, Charles stroked my

was still

couldn't hear

away the paint from my body with his hands and forced

"Scarlett, look at me."

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

the apartment door shut and took me

not a good time to discuss this.You are not safe here, so I am

felt so weak that I could barely support myself by

I tried my best not to look at my

'Who on earth did I offend for them to hate me so much that they sent someone to my house to pour a bucket

had no clue even after Charles

"Go take a shower."

of his

still in a

that paint making you feel uncomfortable?" he asked with a disdainful look as

I walked

on the sofa,

"Come here," he said.

"What?"

slowly walked

down

let me

going

a woman's hair was something that her lover could

Charles to do it

was being too bossy that he did not even

it

move.It'll be done

he took the hair dryer

warm fingers separated my locks and massaged my

he was taking care

I was indeed feeling very upset, my infatuation with his tenderness was beyond

much that I was about

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