Farewell To My Endless Love novel Chapter 130

Scarlett's POV:

Feeling a little hesitant, I stood still.

Charles' parents had just reconciled. Thinking that they must have a lot to say to each other, I did not want to disturb them.

I glanced at Charles' car and sighed helplessly.

Ever since I got in his car, he had been grinning and staring at me. I was a little embarrassed by his gaze, so I pretended to be calm as I checked emails on my phone.

"Aren'tyou curious to know where we are going?" He suddenly approached me and I subconsciously shrank back.

"To the hospital," I said to him calmly.

He smiled at me and sat up straight to keep a distance from me.

I was not looking out the window on our way back, and when I suddenly looked up, I found that the car was actually entering Charles ' residence.

I gave him a doubtful glance but continued to be silent.

"Dad lied to Mom. Grandma is fine," he said with a smile.

Speechless, I rolled my eyes at him.

"I want to go back to my apartment," I said firmly.

"No way," Charles refused with a smile. As soon as he parked the car, he grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the car.

"The decor and furnishings of this house is same as that of your apartment," he added, pointing at the apartment and escorted me in.

Surprised, I looked at him, not knowing what to say.

"This is your home from now on. You are not going anywhere," Charles added in a domineering manner, holding my hand as we walked.

Pursing my lips, I didn't say anything as I followed him into the apartment.

As soon as I entered the house, I found that there were many plants, and some of them were flowering plants.

"I specially prepared them for you," he explained.

I nodded in response. The next second, he wrapped his arms around me and kissed my neck.

Feeling uneasy, I pushed him away. Charles let go of me and said with a smile, "You go and take a bath first. I'll cook something for you to eat."

He then helped me take off my coat.

"I don't want to take a bath," I said, afraid that he was up to no good.

"What do you want, then?"

After thinking for a minute, I said, "I can eat."

"I'm going to make some soup. If you don't want to take a bath, then come with me."

I nodded in agreement.

I leaned against the kitchen door, watching him busily preparing food.

After a while, he pointed at the orange that he had cut, and said, "I've cut some oranges for you. Enjoy."

The clean and crisp citrusy aroma of the orange made me want to try it.

It was deliciously sweet and sour, instantly soothing the discomfort in my stomach.

"Looks like you're enjoying it a lot, which makes me also want to try it," Charles said with a smile and opened his mouth, waiting for me to feed him.

I subconsciously took a piece of orange and fed it to him. But when I came to my senses, I felt like we were being too intimate and withdrew my hand, panicking.

"It's a little sour," Charles complained with a frown, clueless that I was embarrassed.

After watching him head back to the kitchen, I took the oranges to the living room, and sat down on the sofa. I chowed down on more orange slices as I watched TV, and the more I ate, the more delicious it tasted.

Charles' BOV:

By the time I was done cooking and walked out of the kitchen, Scarlett was asleep.