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.

that I would marry her

do for her, to fulfill her dying wish and put a perfect ending to her

and went for a ride.I drove my white Maybach like a drunk, heartbroken teenager who felt lost and

the villa where Scarlett lived.I rolled down my window

already be asleep with a satisfied smile on her face because

sent

was overjoyed because it was only a matter of time before she could finally divorce

lit up a

left to help me calm

Scarlett's POV: 

I would go to the nearby breakfast place from the villa and grab a bite to

cheery because I had finally

little more time and

go far, a familiar white

you

to check on Charles and noticed the pile of cigarette butts scattered

from the number of cigarette butts, I had guessed

at him with

wearing the clothes he wore yesterday,and the stubble on his face and

cigarette butts

 "Okay."

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

go get some breakfast first before we go to the lawyer's office?" I

thought he could at least let

looked

hesitated for a while.He did not really answer my question, so I had no idea if we were

gave up and just got in the

caught a whiff of the delicious food they

saw the owner handing a cup of coffee to

I guessed there was no

always buy breakfast at that place?" Charles suddenly

"Yes."

just make

"I don't know how."

orphan and then an adopted daughter of the Moore

grew up in a sheltered household where everything was done

skills were not a priority

more after that and just focused on

to the

took me

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

ordinary people could not afford even the bathrooms

you some

and went to

his face

seemed to be walking on air today, and once

feeling as on a

me today and

of buttering me up before divorcing

"Think whatever you want,"

a shadow passing over his