Farewell To My Endless Love

Scarlett's POV:

"I wish you a happy night," Nina said with a meaningful look on her face. She then closed the door behind her, leaving me and Charles alone.

At that moment, Charles jolted me on his shoulder and advised in an evil tone, "Nobody can save you now, so be good."

"Charles, I swear if you don't put me down this instant, I will cut off my relationship with you!" I warned through gritted teeth.

"Wow. The little kitten has turned into a ferocious tiger."

Charles chuckled, and I felt his chest vibrate. My anger subsided all of a sudden.

I licked my lips and scoffed, "Are you scared?" "You're going to cut off ties with me. How can I not be scared?" Charles grumbled. Nevertheless, he did not put me down and carried me to the car.

"I can go home by myself. You don't have to drive me home."

I recalled that Charles mentioned he wanted to stay overnight in my place. I suddenly felt an urge to flee at the thought of this.

Charles must have sensed what I was thinking. He put his hands on my shoulders and threatened, "If you run away, we'll do 'it'."

I stiffened and stopped struggling at once. "I won't run. Just don't do it," I pleaded in a low voice.

As soon as I finished speaking, I realized that I was being ridiculous for talking to him like that. I should have snapped back at him and expressed my displeasure. Besides, it was vulgar to mention sex all the time. At the thought of this, I raised my head and stared daggers at him. I wanted to tell him with my eyes that I would never let him sleep with me all his life.

However, Charles did not seem to care. Without even looking at me, he kissed me on the forehead and went to the driver's seat.

"I'm tellingyou.whatyou're thinking won'twork."

I reminded him that he could never sleep with me, but he did not seem to hear me. Annoyed, I punched him on the shoulder. "Did you hear me?" All of a sudden, Charles moved close to me that his face was only an inch away from mine. "What-what are you doing?" I stammered.

"Nothing. I'm just helping you buckle up your seatbelt," Charles answered with a playful smile. A few seconds later, I heard an audible click on my side.

My face turned beet red. I averted my gaze in embarrassment, but I had no idea where to look. In a fit of panic, I pushed him away. "It's alright now. Thank you."

Neither of us said a word the entire ride. I just looked out of the window and ignored his presence. I hated to admit it, but I couldn't help but feel that Charles had affected me the way no one had done before.

Beep.

My phone beeped, indicating that I had received a message. I took my phone out of my bag and saw that it was a message from Nina.

"Honey, I can guarantee that Charles loves you."

I stared at her message for a few seconds. My mind was in a mess because of it. How could Charles love me? He never cared about anyone except Rita. Even if he really was interested in me, perhaps he was just attracted to my body. The sudden realization hit me that the one you couldn't have was always the best. Once Charles had me, he would soon lose his interest in me and become attracted to someone else, for sure. He would just throw me away like a used doll by then.

At that moment, Charles noticed that I was troubled about something. "What's wrong?" he asked with a frown.

I put my phone back in my bag and lied, "Nothing. I just read a joke." Fortunately, Charles did not ask another question.

We arrived at my apartment thirty minutes later.

Just as I was about to get off the car, Charles locked the door of the passenger seat. I looked at him warily, wondering what he was up to.

"What do you want?"

"I forgot to tell you something." Charles rested his chin on his hand and looked at me with amusement. "If I want to do something, do you really think you can stop me?"

I instinctively put my arms on my chest. "What do you mean? You know what? Just go home. You should sleep early. It's good for your health. You're wasting your time with me here."

Charles snorted. "Is it really?"

He then unbuckled his seatbelt, and his face turned serious all of a sudden. "I bought the house you used to live in before."

"What?" My jaw dropped at what he had said, and I looked at him in awe.

"It's under your name now."

"Why did you do that?" I asked Charles in confusion. Did he really spend a fortune just so he could sleep with me?

"The house was taken away after your father's case. Anyway, I believed he was wronged. And that place belongs to you, so I bought it back. You're my wife. You deserve it." Charles paused for a second and added, "Just like I've always told you, I'll give you everything you want. You don't have to burden yourself."

"How's that possible? We're just married by contract, remember?" I reminded. I swore to myself I would not be indebted to Charles, be it a favor or money. However, I seemed to owe him more and more as time went by.

"If you don't want to be burdened..." Charles moved closer to me with a mysterious smile, held a lock of my hair, and smelled it. "You can always pay me back with your body."

"You wish!" I pushed him away as hard as I could. I wanted to get away from him, but the door was still locked. Unable to do anything, I bit my lower lip and glared at him. "Open the door! You bought the house without my knowledge. I won't sleep with you just because you did that. Just let me out. I don't want to listen to your nonsense anymore!"

Charles leaned against his seat and nodded as though he were in deep thought. "You're right. I shouldn't have threatened you to sleep with me." "Then why don't you open the door?" I was flabbergasted. Unexpectedly, my phone rang. I looked at it to see who was calling and found that it was Nate. I took a deep breath and hung up the call at once. Charles raised his eyebrows and looked at me confusedly. "Why didn't you answer it? Who is it?" Before I could say anything, my phone rang again. Annoyed, I picked it up, and Nate's greasy voice came from the other end of the line.

"Scarlett, have you decided? I promise that you won't suffer any losses if you become my mistress."

I resisted the urge to curse him right there and then. "I'm gonna have to decline your offer. Please find someone else to bother."

I hung up the call before he could even reply. Just like his daughter, Nate was always bothering me.

"Is it Rita or Nate?" Charles asked with a frown.

I forced a smile at him. He had always had a keen eye. He just guessed correctly that it was Nate. But what was the point of telling him about it? He was going to marry Rita soon anyway.

"It's just an insurance agent." All of a sudden, I remembered something. I lowered my head and said in a muffled voice, "Bring the marriage certificate tomorrow. Let's go through the divorce formalities."

"It's lost."

I looked up at him, wide-eyed. "Lost? Where did you lose it? Charles, are you kidding me? How can we divorce without that?" I did not believe him. I had known Charles for so long that I knew he was not irresponsible. He should have it hidden somewhere.

He did not answer my question. Instead, he got out of the car and walked to the door of the passenger seat.

My heart pounded in my chest. Was he going to force himself on me?

"Hey! What are you doing? Stop carrying me on your shoulder! Charles, you've gone too far!"

Regardless of my protests, Charles picked me up and carried me on his shoulder like a sack. He then carried me upstairs in one breath. Although I was displeased with his behavior, the path was so bumpy I could not speak. A few moments later, I saw him input the code to my apartment as if it were his, and I felt even more hopeless. Could I really be able to cut off my relationship with him someday?