Scarlett's POV:
The next day, Charles and I went back to the Moore mansion.
"Did you two have a fight?" Christine worriedly asked the moment we entered.
I held her hand and shook my head to reassure her. "No, Grandma."
"A lot has happened these past few days. But don't forget to take good care of yourself, okay?" Alice advised with concern.
"Yes, I will." I forced a smile and turned to look at Charles.
He pursed his lips but said nothing. His expression was terrible.
"Charles, you really are something. Just a few days ago, you seemed to have a good relationship with a celebrity," Christine said with a snort.
"The photos were taken at an opportune moment. I didn't even touch her," Charles replied. He cast a glance at me when he spoke as if implying something.
"There's a hidden meaning in your words, isn't it? Was it because Scarlett had 'physical contact' with someone else?" Before Charles could respond, Christine hit him on the head. "Lily framed Scarlett and Abner. In fact, it's all because of you why that happened. You're the one to blame."
Charles looked away. "I didn't mean that."
Christine ignored the glum look on her grandson's face and even scolded him. "As if Rita isn't enough, now there's Lily. Should I praise you for your charm?"
Charles let out a heavy sigh. "It's my fault for making you worry, Grandma. I'll handle it."
However, Christine seemed dissatisfied with what he had said. "What you should do is reassure your wife and be a good husband to her. It has nothing to do with me."
She then turned to me, and her expression changed in a blink of an eye. She held my hand and asked me about my condition.
I cast a glance at Charles and smiled at Christine reassuringly. "Don't worry, Grandma. I'm fine." "When will you go back there? Your training should be over soon, right?" Alice asked concernedly.
"Tomorrow. And yes, the training is almost over." I glanced at Charles after I finished speaking.
He was still pulling a long face, and it seemed that he would not cheer up anytime soon.
Christine and Alice looked at me with astonishment upon hearing my answer. "Why are you in such a hurry? You can stay here for a few more days. You just arrived."
"I know, but I don't have much to do here. But, the life there will be more fulfilling."
All of a sudden, Charles stood up irritably. "I'm going out." With that, he left without an explanation.
I felt even more depressed as I watched him walk away.
Charles's POV:
I came to the bar. Coincidentally, Spencer and David were there.
"You don't look so well. Do you want some ladies to make you feel better?" Spencer proposed with a smirk.
"Of course, not. I'm a married man, dude." I picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it up.
David looked at me with bewilderment. "What's the problem anyway? Scarlett came back the instant she heard you had a scandal with Lily. That only means she cares about you very much." "She must care about me," I mumbled with a faint smile.
However, the smile on my face soon faltered. I fiddled with the wine glass on the table and added, "But she still doesn't believe me."
"It's because you haven't given her enough sense of security. When will she leave?"
David asked after a long period of silence.
"Tomorrow." I took a long swig of alcohol to try and ease the dejection in my heart.
David sighed and stared into the distance for a long time.
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