Bye, My Irresistible Love

Sarlett’s POV:

I was alone on the sofa when I woke up. But I got the sense that Charles slept next to me last night. Maybe it was a dream, but I could not be sure.

“Good morning, Mrs. Moore. Mr. Moore just went upstairs,” the servant who was cleaning said to me. I took a deep breath and nodded. I kept my face neutral, but deep inside, I felt ashamed and flustered.

“He told me to tell you as soon as you wake up to go upstairs and take a shower,” the servant added.

I did not understand why Charles always had to use such ambiguous words that easily gave other people the wrong idea. As blood rushed to my cheeks, I lowered my gaze and made my way upstairs.

I ran into Charles just as he was stepping out of the bathroom. He was drying his hair with a towel. He was naked from the waist up. The muscles on his torso were well defined, and his collarbone, for some reason, looked sexy and inviting. When he raised his head, his Adam’s apple slightly bobbed.

I averted my eyes and swallowed. “Will you please put a shirt on?” 

“No. It’s hot.” Charles put down the towel and glanced at me. “Why is your face sored?”

“It’s stuffy downstairs,” I snapped, feeling a bit embarrassed by how defensive I sounded.

“Why aren’t you looking at me?” Charles asked, confused and a bit annoyed. He pinched my chin and forced me to look at him.

Standing close to him now, I could see that his skin was still slick, and for reasons I could never fathom, he looked a hundred times more handsome to me when he was fresh out of the shower.

We looked into each other’s eyes for a long time. In the end, I lost the little staring contest and shook off his grip on my chin. I suddenly remembered that his arm had not recovered yet, so I walked past him and grabbed the hairdryer from one of the drawers in the bathroom. “Let me help you dry your hair.”

Charles beamed and nodded.

“Sit down. I can’t reach your head.” He was way taller than I was. I could only reach up to his shoulder.

It was the first time that I helped him dry his hair. It felt a little unnatural to me. From time to time, I grazed the back of his ear with my fingers, and when I did, I felt some sort of tingle. I clenched

after making sure his hair was all dry. Charles stood up and raised his eyebrows at me. “How should I

build a harmonious future,” I joked,

to owe you anything,”

I get the feeling that he had used that

Charles suggested smugly. I pushed him away, feeling repulsed

need for

what you do with me.

I resented that he was using my own

I heaved a sigh of relief, but next thing I knew, his lips were a hair’s breadth away from mine, and before I could draw another breath, he was already kissing me. He sucked on my lower lip and then traced my teeth with the tip of his tongue. For once, he was not being aggressive. He was being so gentle that I considered kissing him back despite my mind’s objections. Before I could completely

two soft pecks on the lips

as my face burned. He succeeded again. I allowed him to succeed

dear. Maybe a shower will help get rid of some of that heat,” Charles smiled

greeted me. When I went upstairs, I told myself to keep my guard up and keep Charles at arm’s length. I did not want to wait for a man who did

too strong for me to fight. Frustrated, I shook my head and took off

now, I really needed a long, hot bath. Maybe it would help me figure out

taking a bath, I dried myself off, changed into

sitting in the living room. Alice’s eyes lit up as

dress! If I were a man, I would be fascinated by you right

said, “It’s because you have good taste in clothes, Mom. Thank

make the dress look good! Don’t you think so, Charles?” Alice turned her

bad,” Charles muttered,

took all my strength to keep my face neutral. I did not understand why he was being cold and distant again. What changed since he kissed

wear them to work or to important occasions in