Bye, My Irresistible Love

Scarlett's POV: 

I headed over to Charles's office after work, but the receptionist would not let me in and told me that I needed to schedule an appointment to meet with Charles.I stood my ground and insisted on waiting.

I might not have acquaintances or friends in Charles's company that I could sweet talk into letting me see Charles, but I refused to let that stop me.

Charles might avoid me, but I would not stop following him like a shadow if that was what it took to get him to agree to the divorce.

"Please have a seat, ma'am.I'll get you a cup of coffee," the receptionist said kindly.

I had been coming here for a few days, so I was no longer a stranger to them.

The hall was bustling with people, and I felt a little embarrassed to stand there in their midst, so I took a seat in the waiting area, hoping that Charles would suddenly show up.

"Scarlett? Is that you, my dear?"

I turned around and was surprised at the sight of Alice.

"Mom? What are you doing here?"

I quickly got up and walked over to her.

"Oh, I came to bring Charles some food."

She raised the lunch box she was holding at me and flashed me a happy smile.

Then, she held my arm and asked, "Why are you sitting here by yourself? If you're here for Charles, you can go to him directly."

I mustered an awkward smile, unsure of how to respond.

Alice rubbed my arm and said, "Oh, dear.You've always been a shy one, haven't you? Come.I'll take you to Charles.He'd be very happy to see you."

I instantly imagined the dissatisfied look on Charles's face.

He would be many things when he saw me, but happy was not one of them.

I followed Alice into the private elevator to Charles's office.

"Did you know that Charles set the password of this elevator to the date of your wedding anniversary? Isn't that sweet?" she said and flashed me an adorable squinty smile.

Then, she added, "Charles values his family and friends a lot.He's been like that since he was a little boy.He's just not used to expressing his feelings openly, but he cares a lot about those he loves, especially you, dear.In fact, all his passwords are related to you."

"Rita's pregnant with Charles's baby, Mom," I said abruptly.

I could not take Alice's praises of Charles anymore.

was not the affectionate man she

"What? Are you serious?"

on Alice's

lodged itself in my throat and replied in a broken voice, "Yes, Mom.I found out a few

are you sure? Have

Mom.This is it.I'm done.I want a divorce.This time, I won't let

unspeakable ways but also robbed me of my

not want

be hasty, Scarlett.You and Charles need to talk

hesitating for

the elevator reached Charles's office, and the doors whirred

in hall waiting for

meeting right now, but he sent me to usher you into his office

thanks.We'll wait here.You may carry on with

her hand and sent Charles's

and said, "Calm yourself, dear.Things may not be as bad as you think.I know my son very well.Before you make some permanent decisions, you should open a dialogue with him first.I'm sure there's a reasonable explanation for all this.I didn't raise my son to treat his wife like this 5 Alice's

between me and Charles, you'll always be my

as I finished my words, Charles walked out of the

a long face,

rushed over to him, and I

Charles? Is Rita pregnant

immediately after I closed the

father

Charles Backfired.

sat on the sofa and crossed his legs.He closed his eyes and kneaded the

obvious dark

He looked exhausted.

woman

on between me and Rita.I'm only trying to show

desire to marry Rita and divorce Scarlett? And now that Rita's pregnant, you won't take responsibility? Is that how I raised

that Rita's child isn't mine.I've

fished out his cigarette

up when he paused, put the cigarette back

a paternity test? I can't believe you.When did you turn into such a coward?" I

a coward.Since neither of you believe me, then I need to

tone that I could tell he was desperately trying to

to stare at

looked like he had lost some weight in

her pregnant.You don't get to walk away from the responsibility of raising

that I'm the

expect me to believe that?