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.”

me, Grandma?” Charles felt aggrieved with a look of disbelief in his

her, then she wouldn’t need to go to work,

to Christine in a hurry, afraid that Charles might get annoyed

“I’d like for her to depend on me, but will she agree to

our relationship really that deep in his eyes? Not daring to look

station. I have

will understand. Besides, it’s pouring outside. I can’t let you go,” Christine refused, pretending to be sad. “You rarely ever come here, and after staying for just a little while,

to leave you.” I was in a real jam as I tried to comfort Christine. I had no choice but to compromise in the

and warm dinner with everyone talking so freely at the table. Actually, aside from my relationship

dinner, everyone left, leaving Charles and I alone in the living

to sleep in tonight?” Charles asked me, taking

pretending to watch the TV. I knew why he was asking me that question. I could sleep in any room as long as

a divorce, don’t expect me to share a bed with you,” he said in a

eyes at him. “You

really make people angry. I

I will find another room to sleep in,” he said.

I inquired, “Why are

being a gentleman to you, then Grandma will blame me.” Charles rubbed his chin with

I turned to look at the TV again. “Whatever

more, Charles stood up from the sofa. “Excuse me, please let

moved my leg to one side and looked at him crossly. “You

the stairs,” he complained with a flat expression.

‘‘Nonsense!’’ 

and he was

I could say anything, he squeezed past me with his hands

with just the sound from the TV. As I lay on the sofa, my body gradually relaxed, and I fell asleep