Farewell To My Endless Love novel Chapter 148

Scarlett's POV:

Rita tried to drown me in the bathtub. As a result, my clothes became soaking wet and clung to my body.

I tried to get up, but she pinned me down with all her strength.

In a fit of panic, I grabbed her leg and clenched it as tightly as I could. Rita groaned in pain and unconsciously loosened her grip on me. While she was distracted, I took the opportunity to turn the tables.

"You're not here to congratulate me but to kill me, are you?" I asked with a sneer. I was out of breath after fighting for my life just now.

"I want you to die with your child!" Rita admitted without a second thought.

While I was tussling with her, I heard Richard's voice behind me. "What are you doing?" he asked incredulously

Flustered, I let go of Rita.

She stood up and knelt at my feet, gasping for breath. To my surprise, she grabbed my leg and pleaded weakly, "Scarlett, please don't do this. I'll leave now."

However, I was unmoved. I raised my foot, intending to kick this hypocrite in front of me.

But before I could kick her, Richard went out of the tent and ordered to the people outside, "Go and find Charles."

Unexpectedly, Rita grabbed her own neck tightly and did not let go until she almost knocked herself unconscious.

She collapsed on the edge of the bathtub and looked at me with a cunning smile.

A few moments later, Charles entered the tent and looked at me up and down. Then, he put his coat over my shoulders and asked with a frown, "What's going on?"

"Rita broke in," Richard replied with his head lowered to the ground.

Charles looked at Rita and pointed at her neck. "Scarlett strangled her?" he asked in disbelief.

I looked at Charles with utter disappointment.

"She strangled herself," I scoffed. I felt wronged. How could he suspect me of doing such a horrible thing?

"Scarlett, you've been caught in the act. How could you lie?" Rita looked at me wide-eyed and even forced a cough to make her believable.

"You know yourself who's lying between us," I said through gritted teeth.

At that moment, Rita turned to Richard pitifully and asked, "You saw everything, right? Scarlett almost drowned me to death."

However, Richard looked into her eyes and replied with a straight face, "I didn't see anything when I came in."

I looked at him in astonishment. When he came in, he definitely saw me pressing Rita down in the bathtub.

Richard was defending me! I cast a meaningful glance at him, grateful that he had taken my side. Charles looked at Richard with furrowed brows and ordered, "Take Rita out."

"No, I won't go," Rita protested, "Charles, trust me. I came here to give Scarlett my best wishes. But when she saw me, she suddenly flew into a rage."

"Get out!" Charles repeated, unmoved.

"I won't leave. I'll stay here and seek justice for what that woman has done. I almost died. Are you just going to turn a blind eye to it?" Rita wiped her tears as she spoke. If I had not known her, I would have pitied her. She looked pathetic. Suddenly, Richard stepped forward and dragged her away without a word.

"What are you doing? Let go of me! You bastard. How could you betray me? Since when did you join Scarlett's side? Why did you just stand there and do nothing when she tried to kill me?"

As Rita was unwilling to leave, the security guards surrounded her. This shut her up. Now, she had no choice but to follow Richard out.

The tent quieted down once Rita was gone.

Now, Charles and I were the only ones left in the tent. He looked at my dripping wet clothes and advised with concern, "Change your clothes now, or you'll catch a cold."

Just as he was about to help me take off my clothes, I slapped his hands away. "Don't touch me if you don't believe me."

"I believe you. Let's talk about it later, okay? Right now, you should change your clothes first.

You should think of our child even when you're mad," Charles persuaded me.

"Get out. I don't want to see you right now." I pushed him out as I spoke when, all of a sudden, he caught sight of the scratch on my arm.

Charles pointed at it and asked, "What happened to your arm?"

I put my arm behind my back and answered sarcastically, "I did it to myself."