Farewell To My Endless Love
Chapter 210 Sending A Bunch of Red Roses

Scarlett's POV:

After what happened last night, I thought Charles wouldn't want us to get back together anymore. Because I kept refusing him again and again, I assumed that perhaps, he had completely given up on me. But when I woke up this morning, I saw a bunch of red roses in a vase on the table.

The roses were displayed prominently, looking bright and warm.

"Good morning, Scarlett." Tracy placed breakfast on the table.

I sat down to eat, though I didn't say a word about those roses.

Tracy faked a cough and tried to attract my attention. She asked, "Aren't the roses lovely?"

I threw her an indifferent look and replied on purpose, "Didn't you put them here a few days ago?"

"What? There were no red roses before! Mr. Moore brought them here this morning."

"You don't have to give the credit to Charles, Tracy."

Flabbergasted, Tracy tried to explain the situation to me in a hurry. "You have to believe me, Scarlett! Mr. Moore put the roses in the vase when you were asleep. He went to the rose garden before dawn to pick them, all by himself. If he finds out that you think I'm the one who gave you the roses, he'll fire me..."

I turned to look at the roses, somewhat dazed. Yesterday, Charles told me that I would come to regret my decision one day. Yet today, he sent me roses.

What was he thinking? I couldn't understand him at all.

After I was finished with breakfast, I went to work and arrived at the TV station on time.

The moment I got past the gate, I noticed Lucia walking towards me from afar. Her well-done makeup was stunningly gorgeous, accentuating her beauty.

"Hi, Scarlett!" she greeted me with a wide smile. She suddenly turned around and clung to my arm, as if we were the most intimate of friends. "I really wanted to thank you. Thanks to Charles's sponsorship, I'm back on TV! I'm at the center of attention again!"

"Then you should go thank Charles. You don't need to come to me." I pulled my arm slowly out of her grasp.

"Well, you two are a couple! I thought I should ask for your opinion first before coming to him. You won't misunderstand me, will you? I know that there are rumors about me and Charles in the workplace recently. Some people even said that they saw Charles with me yesterday!" Lucia's face lit up as she spoke. I knew she was doing this on purpose.

At this, I couldn't help but laugh. "He went to the art exhibition with me yesterday. I don't think he had any time to see you."

In that instant, she froze. She quickly changed her expression and gazed at me with a pitiful look. "There's really nothing between Charles and me! He won't come to see me anyway. Trust me, Scarlett. The only reason he agreed to sponsor my program was because he thought I was pitiful."

Lucia's fake airs annoyed me. I didn't say much and left.

I thought that was the end of it. Contrary to my expectations, Lucia appeared in front of me frequently.

Whenever we met, she kept mentioning Charles. She pretended to apologize sincerely to me, but in truth, she wanted to imply to me that she and Charles had a close relationship.

Finally, I reached the limits of patience. I slammed the script on the table and turned coldly to her. "Since you've apologized so many times, I assume this sponsorship must have caused you a lot of trouble. So much, that you feel indebted to us. I have a way to help you solve this little problem of yours for good. Do you want to hear it?"

Lucia's face paled in nervousness. She looked at me warily, and stammered, "What... what?"

I slowly took out my phone and looked up Charles's number in my contacts list. "I'll call Charles right now and ask him to withdraw the sponsorship for your show. Then, you don't have to apologize to me humbly again and again."

So saying, I dialed the number right before her eyes.

"N-no! Wait!" Lucia got nervous at once. Her shrill voice pierced my eardrums, making them ache.

She grabbed my phone in a hurry and hung up the call immediately. Then, she turned back to me with a flattering smile and handed my phone back to me. "I'm sorry, Scarlett. If you don't want to see me, I promise, I won't show up and apologize anymore."

"Good. Next time, use your brain before you do anything." I picked up my phone and the script, and left without sparing another glance at her.

Without Lucia's persistent interruption, my work went smoothly.

After I finished work, William called and asked me out for dinner. He said he got some problems and could use a friendly listener.

From the tone of his voice, I could tell that he was frustrated. I hesitated for a while, but in the end, I accepted his invitation.

When I arrived at the appointed restaurant, William was already there. He was standing at the entrance, waiting for me. He opened the door for me like a gentleman.

I got out of the car, thanking him politely for the gesture. I entered the restaurant with him, but I didn't expect to meet an acquaintance.

It was none other than Spencer, who was walking towards us with a frown.

William greeted him. Spencer then looked at me, as if he wanted to say something to me.

"What's wrong? You don't have money to pay the bill?" I joked.

"No!" Spencer sighed and immediately told me the truth. "Charles is having dinner in room 808. Lucia's also there with him."

At this, my brows rose. So Charles sent me roses in the morning, and then had dinner with another woman in the evening?

I tried my best to control my facial expression, pretending not to care the slightest. "Really? The dishes in this restaurant must be very good."

"You seriously still have the mood to eat?" Spencer pushed me to the elevator in a hurry, snarling angrily all the while, "Lucia's well dressed and looks really sexy. She obviously wants to seduce Charles! If you don't go to him now, you'll regret it in the future!"

"We're divorced. He has freedom to love anyone he likes. Why should I interfere in his personal life?" I explained to Spencer coldly, stopping in my tracks. But the words were also for me, so that I could remind myself to remain sober and in control of my feelings.

Spencer flashed me a bitter smile. "Divorce? Scarlett, you better go talk to your lawyer to confirm that."

"Wait, what do you mean?" I was bewildered.

"I never said anything!" Spencer waved his hand, sighed, and then left.

I stared dumbly after his receding back, frowning deeply.

"Didn't you already got a divorce?" William was just as confused.

I shook my head and said, "I have no clue. I'm sure I went to the lawyer's office with Charles to complete the divorce procedures. How could we

not get divorced?"

Yet, Spencer's mannerisms were so odd. He wouldn't say things like that for no reason.

What was the real truth?

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