Farewell To My Endless Love
Chapter 70 Fallen In Love

Scarlett's POV:

"Wait for me, Nina. I'll go with you!"

After seeing Nina leave, I quickly picked up my bag, and was about to follow her. I was unwilling to be alone with Charles because I was afraid that it might be too much of a risk.

"You are not going anywhere!" Charles stopped me forcefully and pressed me down on the couch.

"Let me go! What do you want?"

"Isn't it obvious? I want to continue our kiss," he answered brazenly before he pinned me down with one hand and kissed me passionately.

I was gasping for breath, like a fish out of water. I could not breathe as I felt like he had sucked up my soul. Charles kissed me fiercely, and I felt helpless, so I patted him on the arm weakly. "Don't refuse me, babe." He continued to flirt with me while our tongues were entwined.

My ears were red as I was feeling really embarrassed, but he did not let me move as he parted my lips with his strong tongue. Charles then started a new round of attack.

Fortunately, it was a relatively secluded place, so no one could notice us. Unable to think straight, I was in a trance.

After a while, Charles withdrew from the kiss helped me straighten my wrinkled dress. Although I knew that he was not going to be intimidated by me, I glared at him from the corner of my eyes. He smiled as he kissed the back of my hand and carried me out of the bar.

I buried my face in his shoulder. I was so embarrassed that I wanted to bury myself. How could he look so cool? Wasn't he embarrassed with all the people looking at us? Spencer and the others are certainly going to make fun of us now.

Carrying me in his arms, Charles walked to the car, and gently put me in the backseat. He then got in the car with me.

Feeling that something was wrong, I sat up at once, but it was too late by then. Charles held me and made me sit on his lap. While struggling, I accidentally touched his muscular abdomen. Biting my lip shyly, I blushed.

"Rita is waiting for you inside. And I want to go home, so put me down already!" I tried to remind him that he should be caring about Rita and not me.

"Spencer is with her, so the only thing I need to worry about right now is to take really good care of you." Charles looked at me with a deep gaze. His shirt collar was a little messed up which highlighted his chiseled jaw. There was a shallow mark on his clavicle, which was caused by my fingernails digging into his skin during my struggle.

"You'd better take care of her," I said with a gulp as I forced myself not to look into his eyes.

"Like this?" Saying that, he quickly slid his hand into my clothes and unhooked my bra clasp.

My eyes went wide with shock.

"You... Rogue! Shame on you!" I tried to weep, but I could not, and Charles was getting greedier and hungrier by the minute.

"What if I am? You are my wife, after all! There is nothing to be ashamed of wanting to be with my own wife." He smiled mischievously as he continued to trace his fingers all over my body.

Burning with rage, I pulled his hand away. "We are going to divorce soon, and people might misunderstand us if you do such things, so please, just behave yourself! Soon, I won't be your wife anymore, so you must be insane if you really want to do such things with me." Clearly, my head was a mess.

"Don't mention the divorce anymore, and if you do, I will announce to the media that you are my wife. When that happens, you will end up being a "Moore" for the rest of your life. No matter how hard you try to, there is no way for you to escape this," Charles warned me with a long face.

I knew that he was quite capable of doing such a despicable thing. His words made me restrain my anger and remain silent as I tried to ignore him.

Charles sighed helplessly and said in a low voice, "Scarlett, please understand me. I just want to be with the woman I love, just like any normal guy." "Stop it," I shouted. 'What does he even mean by that? Is he trying to push his luck?'

"Don't you feel the same way about me? Didn't you feel anything when I kissed you?" Charles leaned closer and continued to whisper in my ear, "I promise that we won't divorce. I'll deal with Rita. You are the only woman for me, okay?" His breath was soft, tickling my cheeks. My ears felt numb under his warm breath. I had no clue if he was being truthful or not. Rita's final wish was to marry Charles before she passed. Was he really willing to break his promise to the woman who had saved his life?

I looked into his eyes, trying to find even a sliver of dishonesty in them.

He kissed my eyes softly and said, "I know that you don't believe me now, but give me some time, and I will prove it to you that I am being honest."

"There is no need for you to prove anything to me. We are fine just the way we are now." There was still an aversion towards Rita in my heart, which prevented me from being with him.

"No, I will make you mine, and it will only be you." After saying that, Charles kissed me passionately, ignoring my objection. Without even wasting a moment, he reached into my clothes and began caressing my waist.

I should have pushed him away, but I didn't. There was a charm in him that made it impossible for me to resist him. Placing my hands on his shoulders, I tilted my head to receive his kiss affectionately. Perhaps, it was the alcohol that pushed me to let loose.

"Take a breath. We've kissed numerous times by now, and yet, you don't know when to take a breath." Taking a step back, Charles looked at me with a smile.

"Do you really think that everyone is an experienced kisser like you are?" Out of breath, I covered my mouth with my hand, fearing that he might pounce on me again.

"Well, that's only because I'm a fast learner. I was only able to improve my kissing skills after practicing with you for a few times, so you should also practice your kissing with me," he said.

'What does he mean by that? Does he mean to say that he hasn't kissed anyone before?' Before I could continue to ponder over it, he kissed me again.

The air in the car was getting hotter by the minute and I gradually immersed myself in his kiss. In fact, I wanted more, but I jolted back to reality the moment his phone rang.

However, Charles did not stop until I gave him a soft push. He kissed the corner of my lips before he sat up.

He answered the phone impatiently and turned on the speaker. It was a call from Spencer.

"You'd better have something important to talk about," Charles said in a gloomy voice.

"Charles, come back at once. Rita wants to drink, and I can't stop her. If she has a relapse in the bar later, then it will be bad," Spencer said exaggeratedly. He was trying to urge Charles to go back to the bar. "Call her bodyguards, then," Charles replied coldly, before he ended the call and put his phone on silent mode.

Seeing that, I was confused. In the past, he would rush to Rita's side as soon as she called him, but now, he did not seem to want to stop her, even though she was causing a fuss, ignoring her own health condition. Recalling everything that

Charles had done for me lately, I could not help but wonder if he really loved me. Shaking my head, I tried to deny such thoughts as I knew that I should not have such unrealistic expectations, if I did not want to be disappointed later.

"Shall we continue?" Charles whispered in my ear.

"Let's go home," I said, punching his chest.

With a smile, he took me to the passenger seat and helped me sit down before he sat down in the driver's seat and started the car.

Feeling exhausted from our passion, I gradually fell asleep.

When I woke up, I saw Charles smoking quietly with the window down. He looked indifferent, like he was lost in thought.

"How long have I slept? And why didn't you wake me up?" I asked, rubbing my forehead, still feeling sleepy.

"Just a while, and you were sleeping soundly. That's why I didn't have the heart to wake you up." Charles quickly stubbed the cigarette and turned to me.

I nodded and said goodbye to him. I wanted to go home and sleep on my bed.

"A goodnight kiss." Grabbing my hand, he looked at me lazily.

My heart softened, and before I realized what I was doing, I had already kissed him on the lips. It was only a peck, and our lips parted quickly.

However, Charles' eyes were filled with happiness, like a little boy who finally got the candies he wanted. He then gently kissed my forehead and said, "Goodnight, Scarlett."

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