Charles' POV:
I rushed to the bar as soon as the meeting was over. The moment I walked in, I saw Scarlett holding a fruit knife to Rita's neck.
Looking at me in horror, Rita screamed, "Charles, help me!"
I grabbed Scarlett's hand which was holding the knife, and said softly, "Scarlett, put down the knife. I'll take care of everything, okay?"
Although she still seemed to be angry, she agreed with a nod.
Taking the knife from her hand, I pulled her behind me.
The next second, Rita fell to the floor, gasping for air as she covered her bleeding neck.
"You sent someone to slit Scarlett's throat last time, and now, she has given you a taste of your own medicine. It's even now," I said coldly.
"But you saved me..."
"I only saved you for Scarlett's sake," I said bluntly, interrupting her.
Rita looked at me in disbelief. "So it really doesn't matter to you whether I live or die, huh? Why do you have to be so cruel to me? You were once mine, and I should be your woman!"
Holding Scarlett's hand warmly, I glared at Rita and hissed, "The woman I love is Scarlett!"
"I am just making a fool of myself here then, right?" Rita asked with tears rolling down her swollen cheeks.
"Yes, you are," I answered without hesitation.
"No, that's not right. It can't be..." Rita shouted.
Richard suddenly walked in and said in a respectful tone, "I have handled the people outside."
I gave him a nod and turned to Rita, only to find her expression darken.
I then reached out my hand to her, and said, "Give me Scarlett's mom's earring."
Rita reluctantly took out the earring from her bag and slammed it against the table.
"Don't do such stupid things ever again. I won't let it slide easily if it happens again," I warned her.
With panic and hatred in her eyes, she looked at me before she left.
Everyone else also walked out of the room, leaving me and Scarlett alone.
"Why did you bring a fruit knife with you?" I asked, holding Scarlett.
"Were you worried that I might kill Rita?" she asked in a low voice.
"No, I was actually afraid that you might end up hurting yourself by accident," I explained at once. Upon hearing that, Scarlett turned to me with a faint smile on her lips.
"I am still not sure about one thing, though. Who is more important to you? Is it Rita or is it me?"
"She saved my life back then. And later, she was diagnosed with cancer. The doctor told me that if she was emotionally stable, she would likely recover sooner. Everything I did back then was to return her favor." With that, I let out a helpless sigh.
"But... I only care about you now."
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