Bye, My Irresistible Love

Scarlett's POV: 

James waved his hands happily as we both played with his toy.His sweet laughter was like music to my ears, and it brought happiness to my heart.

While we were having fun, my phone rang.It was from Spencer.

As soon as I answered the call, I heard him speak.

"Scarlett, Charles is drunk.I've already asked someone to send him home.Is he there yet?"

Before Spencer could finish his sentence, the door of the nursery was opened.

The following moment, Charles walked in, staggering to the side.

Instinctively, I helped him out.

When I came to my senses, I found myself in his arms, and the putrid odor of alcohol filled my nose.

"Why did you drink so much?" I rebuked him, showing my displeasure.

Charles shook his head and embraced me tightly.

"Weren't you the one who asked me to be there? And besides, I only drank three glasses of wine.Spencer and David were the ones who urged me to drink more after that."

I shoved him, causing him to stagger on the bed beside the crib.I quickly walked towards him to pull him up.

"Get up, go back to your own room and get some sleep.You reek of alcohol, Charles.You're going to make James uncomfortable."

Upon hearing my remark, Charles immediately rolled to the other side of the bed and distanced himself from James.

Since I was still grabbing his sleeve, I was pulled over as he rolled.

Fortunately, I managed to prevent myself from falling on top of him by using my hands as support.

"Scarlett." Charles stared into my eyes, cupping my cheeks.

The warmth of his hand startled me, and I quickly sprang to my feet, ready to leave.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"I heard some noise.What happened here?"

Alice opened the door and entered the room.

Upon seeing Charles, she frowned.

"Oh, my God! Charles, what happened to you? You reek of alcohol! How could you go to James' room after drinking? What were you thinking?"

"Because Scarlett is here," Charles murmured.

His words flustered me and I felt like my ears were burning.

"You know what? Forget it."

Alice strode in and picked up James from his crib.

"You made James' room stink of alcohol.It won't be good for the baby to stay here any longer, so I'm going to take him out for some air."

"Thanks, Mom."

I felt bad about what happened, and decided to follow Alice out.

stopped me at the door

Scarlett, Charles is obviously drunk.Could you be a

of her request, but she had already closed the doors before

had no choice but to

bed in the nursery wasn't big

exceptionally tall, so he had to curl into a ball.I could tell that he was uncomfortable based on the frown on his

there.Come on.Get up." I tried to nudge

with no other choice, I straddled his arm

for a long time,

to lift him up accomplished nothing, and it only left me

"Charles!" I shouted.

eyes just enough

way he was looking at me right now

grabbed my hand and pulled me into

so tight that I couldn't get rid

to say, "James peed on the bed earlier, and it still hasn't been cleaned

after I finished my sentence, Charles bolted away

reaction was so funny that I

at me and grunted, "Are you

just pretending to be

sign of fear.It would be

staring at

of his gaze,

saw myself in the mirror that I realized that Charles was

seeing it, I

room, Charles! The bed in here is small.It won't be

and began to tidy James' quilt to hide

worried about me or

getting closer and closer to my neck, and he hugged me from

onto the quilt, my mind was left in

but I was confused why I didn't

"Scarlett?"

back to reality.I moved away from his arms and pushed him to the

or not? Don't you think you've filled James' room with the

I was pushing Charles to the door, he stopped in

I shouted, glaring at

my surprise, he just

"Good night, Scarlett."

face felt a

look at him calmly, and to my surprise,

"Good night."

smiling at me one last time,

I closed the door and touched my

face for years on end.Why am I blushing right

sudden, I heard a knock on the door.I was so startled that I almost

"Who is it?"

want for breakfast tomorrow morning?" asked

breakfast

hearing that, my eyes welled up with tears.What woman could resist such affection from a man?

are so bad," I

Charles' POV: 

the cook out of the kitchen, and personally made breakfast

my… are my eyes deceiving me? Is my son really cooking

going to make breakfast for all

favorite food?"

the entire process of preparing