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.

bit my lip hard and pulled it. I could not help but groan

your punishment,”

sucked my tongue, and it made an ambiguous sound when he

being amorous. I pushed his shoulder with all my strength, but he would not budge. His eyes were with lust, and

protested weakly as Charles kissed my

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

to eat the pumpkin pie.” I was panting

before something could happen, I cut him off, afraid that I would be unable to resist him

again. But this time, it was deep and fervent. It went on for a long while before

were seated at the table, I lowered my head and did not once raise my head to look at him. My face was still red after what

me, Charles just handed me another slice of

he joked. His voice rang in my

best to ignore him and finish the food on my plate so that I could

He held my hand and forced me to finish all

than I intended to eat. So I would not have indigestion, I volunteered to

of Charles’s gaze that I could not focus on my task. Two plates 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

was

a smile,

into a pout, but I did not say anything in response. I just took a step back so

kissed the

a while ago,” I grumbled.

to me. I looked up at him and asked, “Do you have any idea in mind for Grandpa’s birthday

plate in my hand and

at the hotel tomorrow night and then confirm the preparations with the hotel manager

and rinsed the soap in my hands. I had nothing else to

Charles looked

so obedient?” he

expecting me to be nosy and unreasonable?”

me or change the topic just like you always do.” Charles stroked my face as

glared at him. “It might not be obvious, but

it comes to me,” Charles

me so many times before,” I

my heart softened when I saw the disappointment

“I promise I’ll make it up to

say anything in response. I was now used to him being shameless anyway. Whether his words were true or not, there was no guarantee that

dishes not long after. Even so,

on the sofa and talk.”

invitation, Charles held my hand and pulled me to

had to talk to each other without shouting and everything. At the thought of this, I heaved a heavy sigh and followed him. Charles sat down on the sofa and left a

sit down, though. I just stood still and looked

Charles raised his eyebrows and sarcastically asked, “What? Do you want me

walked past the tea table and

stop me if I really want to do something to you,” he said

want to talk about?” I ignored his mockery