Farewell To My Endless Love
Chapter 126 Sadness

Scarlett's POV:

Holding my waist, Charles looked into my eyes.

He then grabbed me tightly, his fingers rubbing the skin on my waist, tickling me. I took a deep breath, but I shook my head firmly.

"Then I won't let you get away from me today." Gritting his teeth, he pressed me under his body.

Noticing the burning flames of lust deep in his eyes, I subconsciously wanted to escape.

But then he held my hands over my head, making my struggles futile.

"What are you going to lose if you just go back with me?" Charles asked helplessly while kissing the corner of my mouth gently.

I tried to struggle, but he pressed me harder.

"Don't move," he said domineeringly as he gently and skillfully stroked every sensitive part of my body.

I kept reminding myself to be rational, but the moment I looked into his eyes, a strong sense of desire conquered my heart and my body.

We kissed each other, allowing our lust to becloud our reasoning.

Before I could react, he stripped me.

Our heavy rapid gasps were heard from the living room to the bedroom.

Charles caressed my face lovingly. There was a fierce look in his eyes when he began to thrust himself inside of me, as though he was venting his dissatisfaction.

Noticing his sweaty hair, I lowered my head shyly and saw hickeys all over my body.

"No... Please stop," I begged as I lay on the bed, looking at Charles, who was glaring at me.

"Stop? I'm still angry, baby. You have to work hard to please me first," he said with a smile before he switched positions with me and I was on top of him.

I groaned in pain. My waist was sore and painful, but there was also an unspeakable pleasure in my heart and my body, engulfing my soul.

I cried and begged him for a long time until I was exhausted. Only then did he let me go.

I lay on the bed for a long time with no strength left in me. I couldn't even lift my hands. However, Charles was on a video conference in the room, looking unusually happy.

I heard his low, seductive voice. I was growing less resistant towards him after each time we had sex. In fact, I could not help but feel like the sex was getting better. I immediately recalled his words that night. He had told me that I would realize what a perfect match we were after making love a few more times.

I pushed my worries aside, wanting to get dressed, so I was about to go to the bathroom.

"Did I allow you to leave?" Charles asked slowly, seeing that I was about to get out of bed.

"I need to go to the bathroom." Since I knew that he was angry, I carefully weighed my words in order not to offend him or piss him off. I knew that I would not be able to get out of bed if we made love a few more times.

Without saying anything, Charles stood up, and walked over to me.

Staring at me, he took a night robe from the closet and handed it to me.

I glanced at him, hoping that he would leave the room, but he crossed his arms over his chest and said indifferently, "Well, do you want me to help you put it on?"

He then walked towards me.

"No, I can do it myself!" I blurted out, in an attempt to stop him.

Charles stopped, but he didn't turn around.

I sighed helplessly, trying to stifle the sense of shame in my heart as I got dressed in front of him.

As soon as my feet touched the soft carpet, my legs went limp and gave away. The next thing I knew, I found myself on the floor.

He immediately rushed to me and carried me in his arms.

"Are your feet feeling limp? Weren't you acting tough just a second ago?" he asked flatly.

I nestled in his arms quietly, feeling a little embarrassed.

He gently put me down after we were in the bathroom.

"Do you need my help?" Charles asked seriously.

Shame engulfed my heart as I bit my lower lip and said lightly, "I can do it myself." "I'll wait for you outside, then." My waist was sore, and my body was drained off strength. Supporting myself along the wall, I walked out of the bathroom and saw that Charles was waiting by the door.

"Why are you being so stubborn?" he asked in an angry voice that was also laced with a sense of amusement as he looked at me.

I ignored him and walked to the bed with difficulty. But just then Charles suddenly lifted me up.

I struggled subconsciously, thinking that he was going to have sex with me again.

But he gently put me down on the bed and lay beside me.

I was nervous, but he didn't do anything. He buried his head in my neck and breathed gently.

"I'm going back tomorrow. Are you really not going back with me?" Charles asked helplessly, with a hint of love in his tone.

I hesitated for a moment before I said firmly, "I'm going to start the second session of my training program tomorrow."

"Then I'll find someone to take care of you."

"I can take care of myself," I said sharply, looking at him.

"If you need anything, just tell me, at least, okay?

I will do anything for you."

"I wish you a good trip."

As soon as I finished speaking, he looked at me with loving eyes. I wanted to pull the blanket to cover my face, but he pulled it away. "It's cold!" I complained and grabbed the blanket when I felt the cold breeze brushing against my skin, causing me to shudder. Charles tucked me in and looked at me with eagerness in his eyes. "Can you at least accompany me to the airport tomorrow?" "I have to attend the class tomorrow, so I won't have time to see you off."

Upon hearing what I said, Charles held me tighter. "I don't know when we will meet again. So you have to make it up to me." "What do you want?"

Caressing my cheek, he said with a serious look, "You are the best gift for me."

Upon hearing that, I subconsciously shrank back, fearing that he might lose control again.

Charles looked at me helplessly. "You think I'm a heartless beast?"

"Aren't you?" I blurted out, but a second later, I regretted it.

I observed his expression carefully while worrying if I made him angry.

After a long moment of silence, I was about to say something when Charles looked at me with tenderness in his eyes, and said, "You are too tired, so kisses will be enough. Since I won't be able to see you for a long time, I have to kiss you enough today."

With that, he began kissing me softly, but passionately.

He held me and kissed me that whole night. I felt my lips swell.

I fell asleep after a long time.

The next morning, I vaguely felt someone kissing my forehead as they whispered, "Honey, I am leaving now. I will come see you as soon as I can, okay?"

I pretended to be asleep until I heard the door close, and after that I opened my eyes.

I walked to the window and watched Charles' car drive away, feeling a little sad.

However, I pushed that feeling aside as I felt like he had been impacting my mood a lot lately, and that I had to calm down.

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