Farewell To My Endless Love novel Chapter 138

Charles' POV:

Ignoring Ethan's words, I took Scarlett's hand and kissed her again.

"Go and try on the wedding dress," I said with a smile before she could lose her temper.

Then, Ethan's assistant escorted Scarlett to the dressing room.

"You haven't convinced Scarlett yet?" Ethan asked me with a laugh.

I cast a glance at him and decided to keep quiet. However, he continued to smile and added in a serious tone, "I can see that Scarlett loves you very much, but it looks like she's restraining herself. And she must be doing it because she has been badly hurt before."

Upon hearing those words, I frowned and fell in deep thought.

"If you are the one that hurt her, then you might have to be a lot more patient and tender with her to win her over again. Don't use a pregnancy to force a woman to stay with you," Ethan said in a sincere tone.

"I only remember asking you to design a wedding dress. I don't remember asking you for marriage counseling." I glanced at him irritably and continued, "Anyway, what you said does make sense."

Ethan shrugged helplessly with a cheeky smile.

Scarlett's POV:

I put on my wedding dress and walked out of the dressing room in my high-heeled shoes. Afraid that I might stumble and fall, I made sure to be cautious about where I step.

"You look stunning!" Ethan commented as soon as he saw me.

Charles also looked at me in awe.

"Do your shoes not fit?" he asked with a frown.

I shook my head.

Ethan stepped forward, looked at my waist, and said, "It looks like you've gained some weight around the waist area."

Feeling nervous, I immediately turned to Charles. "Charles, what do you think?" Ethan asked him. Upon hearing that, Charles walked up to me and looked at me closely. Subconsciously, I held my breath and tightened my belly.

After staring at my waist for a long time, he finally said calmly, "I don't see any diffidence."

Feeling relieved, I sighed.

"When are you two getting married?" Ethan asked with a smile and raised his eyebrows. "I'm afraid that Scarlett might gain weight later, and it would be a pity if this expensive dress goes to waste."

"I can watch my weight," I said, panicking.

"She has been eating quite a lot lately. But if the dress doesn't fit her later, then you should fix it. That's what I pay you for. She doesn't need to lose weight," Charles said, looking at Ethan with a frown.

"It won't be a problem if you can afford it, Charles." Ethan smiled at us.

After seeing him off, Charles entered the room and continued to look at me.

Seeing him staring at my waist, I nervously whispered, "I will try to get in shape."

"Actually, you feel nice to the touch when you have a little fat in your body," Charles said, touching my waist over the wedding dress.

"I won't look good if I get fat," I said in a low voice, hanging my head.

"You will look good no matter how much you weigh." Charles smiled at me and continued, "But Ethan has overworked himself to make this dress for you."

"This is all your fault. You are so demanding that you tortured that poor designer!" I couldn't help but complain in a low voice.

Charles caressed my waist, and said, "Then I'll torture my wife from now on."

The next second, he began to skillfully move his hands over my body, and I could not resist his touch at all.

He then suddenly lifted me up.

"I can't do it now," I reminded at once, looking into his fierce and hungry eyes.

Charles paused and said impatiently, "Shut up. It's just a kiss. We are not going to do it."

With that, he carried me to the bedroom.

He gently put me down on the bed and started to kiss me.

And when he was about to lose control, he was going to take off my wedding dress.

"Don't... Charles, we can't do it now. It will ruin the wedding dress," I convinced him in a low voice while I kissed the corner of his mouth to please him.

Seeing that, he immediately stopped.

I breathed a sigh of relief as I looked at him with pleading eyes. "I'm hungry."

"Kiss me a little longer. If I'm satisfied, then we can go downstairs and eat." Charles looked at me calmly, waiting for me to respond.

"You always bully me..." I muttered discontentedly.