Bye, My Irresistible Love

Charles's POV: 

I called it.

Whenever I set foot in our family's mansion, I got unresolved issues thrown at my face and then I ended up leaving in the worst of moods.

There had been no single instance where I had left with a smile.

I sat on the edge of Rita's bed and recalled what happened just now.I felt so upset that I considered smashing something.

A few moments later, my phone beeped.It was a message from Scarlett.

"I've got our marriage certificate."

I had to read the message thrice to make sure that I was not imagining it.It was the most offensive text message I had ever received to date.I clicked on the photo that followed the message.

It was taken on the day of Scarlett and I's wedding.

 In the photo, we were standing very close to each other.

While Scarlett had on one of those cute, squinty smiles that she put on whenever she was delighted about something, I was frowning like a boy who had been dragged into some activity that he did not want to do.

She must be very happy that day when she married me.

I gently ran my thumb over her face in the photo and found myself falling in a vortex of mixed feelings.

How could a cheerful little daisy like Scarlett suddenly turn into a thorny rose?  I was not prepared to see her so determined to get out of my life.

"Did you quarrel with your family again?"

Sensing the negative energy with which I must be bombarding her, Rita opened her eyes and spoke in a weak voice.

"Yes," I replied.

"I'm sorry.It's all my fault.I'm the reason you're always fighting with your family.If it weren't for me, you'd be at peace with them.I'm a burden to you." Rita covered her face with her hands and started sobbing.

"No.Of course it's not your fault.Don't think too much.It's just that Scarlett asked Grandpa for our marriage certificate earlier." I put away my phone and held her hand in mine.

"Did she get it then?" Her eyes instantly litup.

"Yes," I answered.

But the happy and excited look on Rita's face did not make me feel good at all.

It only reminded me of the unshakable resolve in Scarlett's eyes when she asked my grandfather for our marriage certificate.

At that moment, I realized how she would do anything to break away from me.

I had two women in my life.

One of them yearned to divorce me while the other was desperate to marry me.

But what about me? What did I want? I suddenly came to the horrible realization that I had no idea what I wanted.

Everyone else seemed to be sure of their choices while I mindlessly drifted in a sea of mine.

But I understood that I was at that point where whatever choice I made would not serve my own agenda.

I would marry her

to fulfill her dying wish and put a perfect ending to her short life. However, it was not a choice that put me in

for a ride.I drove my white Maybach like a drunk, heartbroken teenager who felt lost and confused.I cruised around aimlessly for

where Scarlett lived.I rolled down my window and stared at

was she doing at this time? She must already be asleep with a satisfied smile on her face because she finally

have sent me a message that

because it was only a matter of time before

much that I lit up a

the only way left

Scarlett's POV: 

so instead of rushing to the company, I decided I would go to the nearby breakfast place from the villa and grab a

extra cheery because I had finally gotten our

and this would all be

could go far, a familiar

you

and noticed the pile of cigarette butts scattered

had guessed that

at him with wide

on his face and his bloodshot eyes told me that he had not gotten any

cigarette butts aren't mine," he

 "Okay."

excited to divorce me that he camped out in his car all night just to drag me to the lawyer's office at first

breakfast first before we go to the

at least let me eat before formally wrecking our

the car," Charles looked up at me and said

answer my question, so I had no idea if we were getting breakfast or heading to

I gave up and just got in

we passed by the breakfast place, I caught a whiff of the delicious food they served

saw the owner handing a cup of coffee to a

not stop, so I guessed there was

breakfast at that place?" Charles suddenly

"Yes."

you just

"I don't know how."

then an

up in a sheltered household where everything was

not a priority

say anything more after

he did not take me to

took me to his

now.Why are we at your place?" I swept my eyes over the luxury apartment district where

people could not afford even the

some breakfast first,"

of the car and went to open my

watched his face

seemed to be walking on air

just feeling as

could finally legally dump me today and marry

making me breakfast your way of buttering me up before divorcing

"Think whatever you want,"

a shadow passing over his