Bye, My Irresistible Love

Scarlett’s POV:

No matter how much I explained, everyone kept misunderstanding me, thinking that I was jealous. Hence, I had no choice but to shut up.

“You won’t divorce Charles as long as we prove that the child is not his, right?” Christine asked me.

I was stunned for a moment, as that thought had never occurred to me before. If Charles was not the father of that child, then the problems would be a lot less complicated. However, I was still in a daze, like a leaf blown by the wind which was unable to fall.

“But if Charles really is the father of that child, then I will make him divorce you myself.” Christine assured me.

“Yes, just give him a chance to prove himself. If Charles really turns out to be the father of that child, then I will ask him to give you an explanation,” Michael echoed.

My mind was a mess and I couldn’t refuse them after listening to their words. Charles was also staring at me, waiting for my response.

Avoiding his gaze, I turned to look out the window. Glancing at the rainy skies that were as gloomy as my mood, I could not help but sigh. 

“It’s raining outside,” Charles murmured, following my gaze.

By then, everyone else also noticed that it was dark outside. The conversation had lasted longer than intended.

“Tonight, you both can stay here,” Christine suggested. I shook my head and replied, “I have to go back to the station. There is still something that I need to do.”

“How dare the TV station director make you work overtime?” Charles asked sullenly. “Give me his phone number. I will talk to him,” he added, holding his phone in his hand.

I quickly grabbed his phone. “It’s not like that. I have nothing to do now anyway, so why can’t I get some work done?”

‘‘I wouldn’t be thinking too much about this if I was busy,’’ I thought to myself. I needed something to keep me distracted, and if I am immersed in my work, then I would not have to dwell on such painful thoughts.

“Work is important, but not at the cost of your well-being. Look, lately, you have lost  a lot of weight.” While caressing my hair, Christine glared at Charles. “It’s all your fault.”

Charles felt aggrieved with a look of disbelief in his

with her, then she wouldn’t need to go to work, would she?”

wanting to work,” I explained to Christine in a hurry, afraid that Charles might get annoyed later and forbid me from going to work, which

her to depend on me, but

in his eyes? Not daring to look at him, I lowered my head and held Christine’s

Please let me go back to the TV station. I have already agreed to

can’t let you go,” Christine refused, pretending to be sad. “You rarely ever come here, and after staying for just a little while, you

you annoying. In fact, I am also reluctant to leave you.” I was in a real jam as I tried to comfort Christine.

dinner with everyone talking so freely at the table. Actually, aside from

everyone left, leaving Charles and I alone

in tonight?” Charles asked

TV. I knew why he was asking me that question. I

to share a bed with

eyes at him. “You

a narcissist!’’ Sometimes, the things that Charles said could really make people angry.

will find

my eyes, I inquired, “Why are you being so kind all

gentleman to you, then Grandma will blame me.” Charles

turned to look at

stood up from the sofa. “Excuse me, please

past me, so I moved my leg to one side and looked at him crossly. “You can go the other

stairs,” he complained with a

‘‘Nonsense!’’ 

stairs, and he was

he squeezed past me with his hands in his

sound from the TV. As I lay on the sofa, my body gradually