Scarlett's POV:
When the call ended, I continued to clean the house. I had nothing else to do anyway.
While I was busy working, the doorbell unexpectedly rang.
I had no idea who would come at this time. With that, I put down the rag in my hand and answered the door.
I peeked through the peephole to see who it was. To my surprise, it was Charles.
Did Nina tell him that someone had attacked me and I almost died on the spot? Why else did he come all of a sudden?
With a helpless sigh, I took the scarf that was hanging on the banister and wrapped it around my neck. With that, I finally opened the door.
"You don't seem very happy to see me, do you?" Charles asked with a long face while leaning on the doorframe.
I opened my mouth to speak. But on second thought, I decided to keep my mouth shut.
"Why didn't you call or reply to my texts? Do you hate me that much?" Charles asked again. His tone became plaintive as I did not respond to his questions.
Judging from his reaction, it seemed that he did not know that someone had attacked me. At that moment, I pursed my lips and shook my head in response.
"You're hiding from me on purpose, aren't you? Fine. If you really hate me that much, I'll leave." Charles kicked the door irritably and turned around to leave.
"Wait!" I blurted out when I saw that he was about to leave. Tears suddenly welled up in my eyes. I almost died in a foreign country. How could he be so cold to me?
Charles stopped in his tracks but did not turn around.
"Have you booked the air ticket?" I asked with a trembling voice.
"I can book it now," Charles retorted.
I tried my best to calm myself down. Once I finally got ahold of myself, I stepped aside and let him in. "Come in first."
Without a word, Charles entered my house and sat on the sofa.
"I'll get you a glass of water," I offered. I then went to the kitchen to get it.
When I returned to the living room, I noticed that Charles's ears were red because of the cold.
Did he come a long way to see me? But it was so cold outside. It must take him a long time to get my new address. I did not tell him I had moved, after all.
Seeing Charles like this, I could not help but feel sorry for him.
"How did you know that I moved here?" I asked casually. But in fact, I was on pins and needles.
I could not help but fiddle with my hair in anxiety.
Charles cast a glance at me and then looked away. "I don't want to talk about it," he curtly replied.
"Why did you suddenly come here?"
"Are you going to spend Valentine's Day cleaning the house?" he asked back instead of answering my question.
It was then that I realized what day it was.
I smiled at Charles meaningfully. "Should I hang out with someone to celebrate?"
Charles clenched his fists and moved close to me. "Don't provoke me," he warned in an icy cold tone.
His face was only an inch away from mine. As he I felt his breath on my face, which made me instinctively move back.
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