Rita's POV:
I couldn't control my anger anymore, so I picked up the vase from the table and smashed it next to Richard's feet.
He respectfully stood still and kept silent, as if he was prepared to let me vent my anger.
Noticing his submissiveness, I could not help but get furious, so I ran to him and slapped him.
"You are such a loser. Why are you always groveling before me?"
"Calm down. You should take care of our baby," he said slowly, staring into my eyes.
"Shut up!" I was so enraged that I slapped him again.
"Are you going to keep reminding me of that dirty fact?" I roared with a sense of humiliation in my heart which felt like it was going to eat me from the inside.
"No. I am only telling you that you are the mother of my child, and I can tolerate everything you do," Richard said in a serious tone.
"Shut up! I feel sick whenever you talk to me!" I picked up a cup and threw it at his head.
As the glass broke and cut his forehead, a stream of blood oozed out, running down to his cheek. However, I was not feeling any sympathy towards him because I felt like he was an obsequious coward.
"I asked you to send Charles to my room last night. So why didn't he show up? He must have had sex with Scarlett, and it's all your fault!" I couldn't help but feel jealous at the thought of Scarlett and Charles sleeping with each other.
It was so unfair, because Charles belonged to me, and I am the only one who could be his woman. But now, everyone knew that Scarlett was his wife.
Scarlett had changed her fate by marrying into the Moore family, when she did not even deserve Charles.
"If he could be so easily tricked, then he would not even be the CEO of the Moore Group," Richard reminded me in a patient manner, ignoring his swollen face and bleeding forehead.
"Do I even need you to tell me that? It only proves that you are useless!" I screamed as I kicked his belly.
"Charles asked his people to send Scarlett away this morning," Richard said in a low voice with his hands over his belly.
When I heard those words, my joy knew no bounds. I wondered if it was true. I told myself that Charles would not have sent her away if he really liked her.
"Great! I still have a chance to get him back, then." Feeling happy, I fixed my messy hair.
I knew that I would have a chance with Charles as long as Scarlett was out of the picture. Without that annoying bitch, my relationship with Charles would certainly be restored.
I could not help but imagine my future with him, feeling excited.
"Stop deceiving yourself, okay? Charles doesn't love you anymore. He loves Scarlett. But I'm willing to take care of you for the rest of my life," Richard said in a firm voice, looking into my eyes. "Who told you that? Does she even deserve him? Charles is mine. I am the only one who deserves him!" I warned him, grabbing him by the collar. "And you don't deserve to take care of me at all. It's like a toad wishing to be kissed by a princess and marry her. You are craving for something that you are not worthy of. Did you really think that your fate would be changed after you slept with me? Perish that thought, because it's not going to help you change the fact that you will only remain an ugly toad forever."
A scornful smile appeared on my lips as I glared at him.
Looking at the cowardly Richard, I regretted having been impulsive at that time. I had not been able to resist my desire and ended up having a one night stand with him. Even a gigolo would be better than him.
"Rita, I really love you. Trust me. I can take good care of you and our child," Richard pleaded, holding me.
"Don't kid yourself! You'd better look at yourself in the mirror before you make such ridiculous promises," I said sarcastically, pushing him away without hesitation.
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