Bye, My Irresistible Love

Nevaeh’s POV: 

Charles hadn’t called me to ask about the news report yet, nor had he asked me to testify and clarify the matter.I found it strange, but I didn’t want to be reckless and make him think that I was scheming something.

Thus, I decided to invite Caroline to meet me at a cafe.

She was now sitting across me, wearing a simple light-colored dress, her long hair falling down over her shoulders.

Despite looking a little bit pale, she was as lovely as ever.

Though it pained me to admit this, I wasn’t as pretty as her.I gritted my teeth, tightening my grip on my cup of coffee as jealousy clouded my heart.

But pretty soon, I felt relieved.

The news that Charles and I were about to get married along with the rumors that had been circulating about us, many people would certainly buy that we were really a couple.

Caroline, on the other hand, was just the woman that Charles had abandoned.

In the public eye, she suffered a complete defeat against me.

She cast me an indifferent glance and said, "Miss Greem, get to the point.I’m sure you didn’t invite me here just for coffee."

"I just want to tell you that there’s nothing going on between me and Charles.I recently heard that you’ve had a fight, and I’m hoping that I didn’t affect your relationship in any way.Even though Charles has expressed his intention to marry me before, it’s a thing of the past.Please don’t get him wrong."

I had been observing Caroline’s reaction while I was speaking, trying to see a trace of sadness or pain on her face.

But to my surprise, Caroline remained calm the whole time.

She was just sipping her coffee, listening to me intently.

"Go on.Is there anything else you want to tell me?" she said.

She gestured her hand at me and added, "I’m all ears."

As I stared at her listless face, I couldn’t figure out what she was thinking.

So, I handed her the paper bag and continued, "This is the shirt I borrowed from Charles that day.I’ve already washed it clean.Caroline, believe me, I just borrowed it."

She took the paper bag from me, raising her eyebrows.

"Since you already knew that Charles and I had a fight, what’s the point of giving me his shirt? Are you just trying to make me confirm that this is indeed his shirt?"

The smile on my face disappeared as I awkwardly tried to reason my way out of this.

"No, I, um… I really asked you Qut here so that I can clear things out.Honestly, I was worried that you misunderstood me."

up the shirt to take a look at it before throwing it back into the paper bag

and handed the paper bag to him "Throw this thing away,

an annoyed voice, clenching

I mean! Someone once sowed discord between us using this

the

don’t understand

How could a smart woman like

than anyone just how popular Charles is with the ladies.It’s understandable for you to like

and I forgot to tell you! Charles has

how hard you try, the best you’re going to be is the other woman in our

when the feelings are unrequited and the man isn’t

me tired * her, almm losing

sincerely hope that you’re telling the truth, or it might be really hurtful since you’ll never get to

had infuriated me to the point that I could no longer

can’t keep his heart, that doesn’t mean you can blame other people for your failure! Suspecting me and Charles for something we didn’t do is just

again, picked up her cup

"Eek! You bitch!"

down my

so startled and angry that I couldn’t utter a word.I didn’t expect that Caroline would

can be.I wonder what gives you so much confidence to compete with me.You’re a hypocrite, you’re filthy, and all you

the coffee cup on the table, stood up, and left.I was so angry that I almost

this to me? That bitch!’ Just then, my father called

of his angry

try and be smart unless you can make Charles fall for you.Otherwise, you’ll just sow the wind and reap the whirlwind of failure.I’m giving you one chance to explain this whole mess to Charles as soon as possible.And if you fail to handle

say

my chest was heaving up and down.I closed my eyes

go talk to

as you can make him happy.If the

my father

threw my phone aside, and tears welled up

ever cared about was earning money.He made me marry my ex-husband, a gambler, for

want to live a miserable

Caroline’s POV: 

had spilled coffee on Nevaeh’s face, it still didn’t make me happy.I went

about to open the door, a man pressed on

Startled, I turned around, only to find that Charles was

parking lot really brought out his enchanting deep-set

chest was pressed ughty against my back,

managed to calin myself down and say, "Your new girlfriend is upstairs.You shouldn’t be here.Oh, by the way.I’m sorry for spilling coffee on her face I think she