Farewell To My Endless Love novel Chapter 15

Scarlett's POV: "Rita is in the hospital." Charles obviously did not intend to open the door.

The doorbell rang again as if it would never stop unless the door was opened. It seemed that the unexpected visitor was a stubborn person. If it were not Rita, then who else could it be?

Charles turned his head toward the door and frowned. He seemed to already know who was standing outside.

"Okay. I'm not sticking around to find out who that is. I'm going to hide out somewhere." I stood up and tried to find a place to hide.

Even though Charles and I were only having breakfast and had not done anything that crossed the line, I still did not want to cause any trouble.

Charles looked at me with a complicated look in his eyes. Then, he walked toward the door. He strode over so fast that I was not able to hide.

"Hi, Charles."

The first thing Rita did after Charles opened the door was look over his shoulder into the living room. She spotted me right away by the dining table.

They were not married yet, but I was already regarding them as a couple, and I was the outsider who should not be in Charles's apartment at this time of day. That was how I felt whenever I was around them.

Charles stood at the door as if he was blocking Rita's passage. Rita said lightly, "Charles, why are you standing in my way like that? Are you hiding another woman in there that you don't want me to meet?"

"Only Scarlett is here," Charles said calmly and then moved aside to let Rita in.

Rita came in and asked me with a smile, "Hello, Scarlett. What are you doing here so early? Is there a problem?"

"Why don't you ask Charles?" Rita was asking a question that she already knew the answer to, and I was not going to fall for it. I really could not stand the pretentious air that she put on, so I diverted the question to Charles and let him deal with it.

Charles fixed his eyes on Rita's white highheeled shoes and muttered, "We're discussing going to the law firm later to file the divorce."

"And?" Rita seemed to think of something. Then, she turned to me and said in a sickeningly sweet voice, "Scarlett, we have known each other for a long time. If you need anything, don't hesitate to ask me. I will do anything in my power to help you."

Her tone and body language gave her away. She was marking her territory. She was telling me not to meet with her future husband behind her back.

"Thanks for the offer, but I can file my own divorce, thank you very much," I retorted, reining in my annoyance.

I did not want to stay any longer, so I grabbed my purse and headed for the door. When I passed by Rita, she held my hand and flashed me her best puppy dog face.

"I mean it, Scarlett. You're like family to me, and I'm really sorry you and Charles didn't work out. But you have to understand that love can't be forced. Love should be mutual in order for it to be real. The more you hold on to what's not meant for you, the more you delay what is. You don't want to waste your time on someone who's in love with somebody else, do you?"

"Don't worry, Rita. After Charles and I divorce, he's all yours. I'm not going to try and chase after him." Rita truly fancied herself a great actress, but I was not in the mood to be in one of her scenes.

"Oh, sweetie, that's not what I meant. I truly want you to be happy." Rita looked at me as if I were the one who wronged her.

"Well, thanks. Have a nice life, too." I felt so disgusted that I wanted to throw up.

"I apologize if I touched a sore spot. I won't speak of it anymore, but if you need help with anything, my door is always open. Please remember that."

Rita spoke to me as if I were one of her closest friends from way back, but in truth, she was just establishing her dominance.

In Charles's home, she was the queen, and I was the enemy that she wanted to keep close. She was acting like Charles's dainty little girlfriend, but with the right motivation, she would sink her claws into him and chain him to her side.

She thought that I could not see through her schemes, but I could smell them from a mile away. Having had enough of her little show, I marched out of Charles's apartment and never looked back.

As I saw myself out, I heard Charles bark at Rita, "Stay here and wait for me to come back."