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 hard and pulled it. I could

is your punishment,” he whispered.

tongue, and it made an

not when he was being amorous. I pushed his shoulder with all my strength, but he would not budge. His eyes were with lust, and his breath came in short and heavy. He finally let go of

weakly as Charles kissed my

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

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

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

time, it was deep and fervent. It went on for a long while before he finally decided

seated at the table, I lowered my head and did not once raise my head to look at him. My

slice of the pumpkin pie casually

it from you,” he joked. His voice

finish the food on my plate so that I could go back to

get away from him. He held my hand and

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

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

was making

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

I did not say anything in response. I just took

thrown the broken pieces, Charles kissed the comer of my mouth and offered, “Let me

that a while ago,”

me. I looked up at him and asked, “Do you

the plate in my

tomorrow night and then confirm the preparations with the

head and rinsed the soap in my hands. I

some reason, Charles looked rather perplexed.

you so obedient?” he asked with

me to be nosy

always do.” Charles stroked my

bubbles off my face with the back of my hand and glared at him. “It might

right. Just not when it comes to me,” Charles

me so many times before,” I snorted.

what I just said, my heart softened when I saw the disappointment on

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

now used to him being shameless anyway. Whether his words were true or not, there

the dishes not long after. Even so, he still

the

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

talk to each other without shouting and everything. At the thought of this, I heaved a heavy

did not sit down, though. I just stood still and looked at

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

sit next to him, I walked past the tea table and

know, you can’t stop me if I really want to do something to you,” he said in an

talk about?” I ignored his mockery and went straight to