Bye, My Irresistible Love

Scarlett’s POV:

I stood up abruptly and exclaimed, “You’re horrible! Did you even consider my feelings when you decided that?” 

My grievances surged up in my heart. Whether it be the divorce or wedding, Charles only informed me of his decision. Not once did he bother to ask my opinion, even if the matter concerned me.

“Scarlett, if you haven’t noticed, I’ve been making concessions. If I’ve never considered your feelings, I would’ve already forced myself into you. Besides, do you think I would allow you to live here alone if I didn’t care about what you feel?” Charles looked at me with a burning gaze, unmoved by my complaint.

“Should I thank you for being considerate?” I cried out. 

What kind of concession was that? If he had not been entangled with Rita, I would have just let him shower me with his affection without any guilt or shame.

Charles was taken aback when I suddenly let out a sob. His expression softened, and he asked with concern, “Why are you crying? I didn’t say anything harsh.”

I stifled a sob and argued, “I’m not crying. You’re just being annoying.”

“Yes, yes. You’re not crying. I’m sorry.” Charles held my hand and coaxed me, “Honey, sit down. Would you like some pumpkin pie?”

In a fit of anger, I stood up, pushed the chair away, and scoffed, “Pumpkin pie? Ha! Help yourself!” 

My blood boiled in anger. He never took my words seriously, and he only cared about himself.

Charles also stood up and warned, “If you leave, don’t blame me for being rude.”

I was so mad at him that his warning was the last thing I cared about. 

“Do you want a fight? Come on! I’m not scared of you!” I fired back.

Without waiting for his response, I picked up my coat on the sofa and turned around to leave. I wanted to get out of this suffocating place and get away from Charles.

But before I could take another step, he held me by the waist, kicked the door of the bedroom open, and threw me onto the bed.

“Let go of me! You are so unreasonable!” I glared at him with tearful eyes. 

However, he just grabbed my hands regardless of the look of resentment on my face.

I was so mad that I felt like my world was spinning around. I struggled with all my might to get out of his grasp. But, of course, I made sure not to overdo it. I might be furious at him, but I cared about him enough not to exacerbate the injury on his right arm. He must have known that I would be considerate to him, so he blatantly  showed his shamelessness.

The more I thought about it, the more aggrieved I felt. I knew I would not win against him, so I eventually gave up.

“You’re bullying me,” I choked.

Charles stiffened for a second and then wiped my tears away. I must say, the concern in his eyes softened my heart. 

“How can I bear to bully you? I love you,” he said in an aggrieved yet caring tone. 

“Then why are you so inconsiderate? Can‘t you make a compromise for me from time to time?”

“If I do, you’ll run away.” Charles lowered his head and moved his face close to mine.

Just as our lips touched, I turned my head away and dodged his attempt. 

“No,” I said crossly.

dissatisfied with what I had done. He bit my lip

is your punishment,” he

tongue, and it made an ambiguous sound when he licked

all my strength, but he would not budge. His eyes were with lust, and his breath came in short and heavy. He finally

Charles kissed my neck, but he did not

kissed my collarbone, and his hands slipped under my clothes and wandered on my body. I could not help but panic when I felt something hard against

I… I want to eat the pumpkin pie.” I was panting from the

that I would be unable to resist him

hoarse voice. He kissed me again. But this time, it was deep and fervent. It went on for a long while before

raise my head to look at him. My face was still red after what happened, and it remained

slice of the pumpkin pie casually as if nothing had just

he joked. His voice rang in my ears as he was sitting

food

me get away from him. He held my hand and

eat. So I would not have indigestion,

accidentally slipped from my hand. Exasperated, I sighed and turned around to face him. “Don’t you have work to do? If you’re bored, why don’t you read books instead

presence was

you.” With a smile, Charles squatted down and picked

in response. I just took a step back so that he would be able to reach the trash with

Charles kissed the comer of my

have done that a

at him and asked, “Do you have any

in my hand

tomorrow night and then confirm the preparations with the hotel manager

my head and rinsed the soap in my hands. I had nothing

reason, Charles looked rather perplexed.

are you so obedient?” he asked

you expecting me to be nosy and unreasonable?” I

like you always do.” Charles stroked my face as he spoke. I would not have minded it, except that his hands had bubbles from the dishwashing

with the back of my hand and glared at him.

Just not when it comes to me,” Charles

so many times before,”

said, my heart softened

his shoulders helplessly. “I promise I’ll make it up to you. Just

were true or not, there was no guarantee that he would not push me away when he finally got tired of

finished washing the dishes not long after. Even so, he still did not

the sofa and

sounded like an invitation, Charles held my hand and pulled me to the living room, leaving no chance

everything. At the thought of this, I heaved a heavy sigh and followed him. Charles sat down

just stood still and looked

his eyebrows and sarcastically asked, “What? Do you want me to make

want to sit next to him, I walked past the tea table and sat on the small sofa beside where he was

to do something to you,” he said in an

to talk about?” I