Farewell To My Endless Love
Chapter 135 Miscarriage

Scarlett's POV:

Just when I thought that I was going to fall down the stairs, Charles grabbed my hand and stopped me by holding me back. However, Rita was not that lucky. She fell down the stairs and cried out in pain. Horrified, I watched her grimace as Charles continued to hold me tightly in his arms.

Richard immediately ran downstairs, and took Rita to the hospital.

I was so frightened that Charles took me to the hospital as well.

"We tried our best. We are sorry," the doctor said to Rita in a regretful tone as he stood in front of the bed.

"It's all your fault. You're the one that murdered my baby. You are such a cruel woman!" Rita shouted at me hysterically.

"I didn't push you at all. You fell down on your own," I said flatly, frowning at her.

"You pushed me down. How can you lie with a straight face? Aren't you afraid of being punished in life?" Rita screamed in an emotional tone while tears flowed down her cheeks.

Noticing how she was confusing black with white, I suddenly realized that everything that had happened in the past few months was all her plot.

"Charles, Scarlett is a vicious woman. Are you sure you want to marry someone like her?" Rita yelled.

It was obvious that she was framing me. I couldn't let Charles believe her lie.

But just when I was about to explain, he said in a calm voice, "There's a CCTV camera placed right where you were standing."

Hearing that, Rita was rendered speechless.

I was also surprised as I was not expecting Charles to believe me.

Without saying a word, he took me away.

But before he paid the bill, I walked back to the ward where Rita was.

"How could you stay so calm before the person who killed your child? You really are incompetent!" As soon as I reached the door, I heard Rita scolding Richard.

Those words made me freeze. Charles was right. And her baby was not his.

I pushed the door open and glanced coldly at the pale faced Rita. "Charles and I won't invite you to our wedding. You will only bring rotten luck!"

With that, I turned around and left, ignoring her hysterical screams and curses.

"Where did you just go?" Charles asked me curiously as soon as he saw me.

"The bathroom." I was clearly cheerful when I lied to him.

"Why are you so happy?" Charles found that it was strange.

"Thank you for believing in me." Standing on tiptoes, I kissed him on the corner of his lips.

He was surprised, but I could feel that he was happy.

On our way back, he held my hand, and kept smiling.

In the next few days, there was news of our wedding all over the Internet. However, there was not even a single news about Rita's accident. One day, I was doing the live broadcast. All of a sudden, I felt dizzy and I feel down before I knew it.

Hearing my colleagues' worried cries, I blacked out.

When I regained consciousness, I saw Abner sitting next to me.

"Are you okay? Are you feeling better now?" he asked worriedly.

"I'm okay." Shaking my head, I smiled at him.

"If you feel uncomfortable, then ask for a leave. You should not be forcing yourself to work when you're not well," Abner said with a smile and handed me a document.

I took it from his hands with a confused look in my eyes. It was Rita's medical report.

"Rita doesn't have terminal cancer," he explained calmly.

I checked the date on the test report, and found that it had been done almost six months ago. Frowning, I asked, "You already knew about this?" Without answering me, Abner quickly changed the topic. "Charles doesn't know about your pregnancy yet?"

"I can't hide it from him for too long though," I answered casually with a smile.

"Well, it looks like you can't get divorced after all." Abner smiled back at me.

"I finally understand that Charles is trying to change, and Rita's child is not his. I feel guilty for misunderstanding him." I could not help but blame myself.

Abner smiled bitterly and said nothing.

All of a sudden, I heard hurried footsteps coming from outside the ward. I looked at the door subconsciously.

Charles appeared in front of me, dressed a formal suit as he looked at me anxiously.

"Why are you here?" I was surprised to see him looking so worn out.

"How could I continue to work after I saw you faint during your program?" he said in a concerned voice, holding my hand.

Realizing that Abner was still in the room with us, I felt a little embarrassed.

But Abner stood up and smiled at us. "I'd better go back for work. I'll take my leave, then."

With that, he turned around and was about to leave.

"Abner, thank you so much for your help today!" Charles thanked him sincerely.

"You're welcome." Abner shrugged his shoulders casually. After thinking for a while, he continued, "If you really want to thank me, then remember that you owe me a favor." Charles nodded in agreement. After that, Abner smiled and left.

Charles' eyes were still filled with concern as he glanced at me. "Rita's miscarriage was her own doing, and it has nothing to do with you, so don't blame yourself, okay?"

That was when I understood that Charles misunderstood that I had fainted because I was pressuring myself over Rita's miscarriage.

Before I could finish my words, he suddenly pulled me up, and said, "Let's go!"

"Where are we going?" I asked in a daze.

"Let's go and play tennis. It will help you blow off some steam." Hearing this, I hesitated for a moment, wondering if I should take the opportunity to tell him the truth, but then, he continued, "No. You just regained consciousness. You can't exercise now, so how about you punch me till your stress is relieved?"

Seeing how serious he was, I buried my head in his chest and greedily smelled his scent.

He hugged me back in silence.

All of a sudden, a knock on the door was heard. The doctor walked into the room.

"You are fine now. Just get some rest once you're home," he advised.

"She has been really upset lately, and has been facing a loss of appetite. Are you sure that she is okay?" Charles asked the doctor worriedly.

Before the doctor could answer, I interrupted him, "I'll tell him myself."

The doctor nodded and said with a smile, "I didn't expect Mr. Moore to be as clueless as everyone else in this matter." With that, the doctor walked out of the room.

Charles looked at me with a suspicious glance.

"Let's go. Let's go home." I stood up and dragged him out, pulling him out of his daze.

Charles took me back to his apartment. After getting off the car, he carried me in his arms as he walked upstairs, steadily and carefully.

Once we were home, he gently put me down on the sofa and said, "Take rest. I will bring you some water."

He then turned around and was about to leave. However, he stopped the next second and warned, "Don't try to run away again."

"What are you going to do if I do try to run away?" I joked, unable to control myself.

"I will buy an iron chain and lock you up," he threatened in a serious tone.

With a helpless smile, I wondered how long he was going to be affectionate to me this time.

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