Rita's POV: "How dare you stop me?!" I bellowed while glaring at Richard. My blood was boiling in anger, but I tried my best to suppress it.
"That's my child too. If you're going to have an abortion, I have the right to stop you!" Richard argued while looking at me firmly.
"Shut up! Now that Charles knows that the baby is yours, there's no need for me to keep it!" I turned around to leave, but Richard grabbed my arm tightly.
"Let me go!" I struggled to get out of his grasp but to no avail.
"That's my child. You can't abort it without my consent!" Richard insisted while looking at me coldly. It was as if he was giving an order that I could not disobey.
But I remained unfazed. I took a deep breath and, all of a sudden, kicked his crotch while he was distracted. Richard let go of me and stumbled back in pain. But by the time he let go of me, his grip had already left a bruise on my arm.
"What do you think Charles will do if he finds out that you've recovered?" Richard asked, half squatting on the ground. His voice trembled in pain, but the gravity of his words turned me by degrees.
I was just about to smash a vase onto his head, but his words had me frozen in the spot.
It was then that I got ahold of myself. I must admit, what Richard had said scared the shit out of me.
Charles's attitude towards me had completely changed. Had he found out about my condition? At the thought of this, I grabbed Richard's arm and begged, "Richard, you have to help me."
Instead of getting angry for what I had done, Richard looked at me with a sneer.
Judging from the look on his face, he would not help me. With that, I pushed him away and began to think of a plan.
"I saved Charles's life. Yes, I saved Charles' life." I kept repeating this sentence. Not long after, my flustered heart finally calmed down, and a sneer tugged at the corners of my mouth.
Richard must have sensed what I was thinking as he bellowed, "Shame on you! Scarlett is innocent. She is the one who suffers from this mess you create!"
I was taken aback by this. Richard was supposed to be my ally, not Scarlett's. What he had said infuriated me and made me hate her even more. "How dare you speak for that bitch? Do you like her too?"
She had taken Charles away from me. And now, even Richard thought highly of her. If only she had died when she was abroad, things would not have turned out this way.
"Don't think everyone is as disgusting as you are." Richard limped away as soon as he finished speaking.
Anger surged in my heart as I watched him walk away.
'Scarlett, since you like stealing what's mine, don't blame me for being rude!'
Scarlett's POV:
I was heading to the restaurant for breakfast. While I was waiting for the traffic light at the intersection to go green, my phone suddenly rang. It was a call from Charles.
I was surprised to see his name on the screen.
It should be midnight at home. Why was he calling me at this time?
Nevertheless, I decided to answer the call. "What's up?" I asked indifferently.
"Are you okay?" Charles asked back, a hint of panic in his voice.
"I'm fine." My voice softened when I felt his concern. But I must admit, I was confused as to why he called out of the blue.
Charles breathed a sigh of relief. "That's good. I just had a nightmare, so I called to check up on you." For some reason, something felt off. I could sense the lingering fear in his tone. He seldom talked to me like this.
"I'm fine. Don't worry," I said lightly.
Charles did not speak anymore. I did not say anything more either. As neither of us spoke for a long time, he finally hung up the call.
My phone screen went off as the call ended. But I just stood there, dazed and confused.
Charles sounded flustered and anxious. Was he worried about me?
My mouth twisted into a bitter smile. Charles did not even want to talk to me in the first place. How could he care about me?
But then, why did he call all of a sudden? I racked my brain to figure out the answer, but I could not. While I was in deep thought, a car sped in my direction. My life flashed before my eyes. Fortunately, I jumped out of the way in time. I would have been seriously injured if I was not quick to my feet. At that moment, the car hit the protective railing at the side of the road and stalled. I fell to the ground and grazed my palms and knees. My wounds kinda hurt, but it was better than being dead.
I looked at the car, wide-eyed. The driver did not even get off to check on me, much less apologize. He just started the engine and drove away. Just then, Spencer and Nina rushed to me.
"Oh, my God! Scarlett, are you okay?" Nina rushed to my aid and helped me to my feet.
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