Farewell To My Endless Love novel Chapter 177

Charles's POV:

Upon receiving a message from Janet that James was fine, I felt so much relief.

Then, I decided to give Scarlett a call. But when the call connected, the one who answered wasn't the person I had been longing for.

"Oh, Charles! Scarlett is busy right now. Can I take the message?" asked Nina.

"James almost got kidnapped. Please tell Scarlett to be extra careful from now on. And tell her I'll pick her up later," I answered. Worry was apparent in the way I spoke.

"What the hell? How did that even happen? Alright, I'll tell her everything you said." Nina sounded horrified. And her normal cheery voice had become serious.

Once I hung up, I drove to the TV station to pick up Scarlett.

Upon entering the building, I saw her running towards me. I could see in her eyes just how worried she was.

"Charles, how is James? Is he hurt? Oh, my God! This is all my fault. I was feeling something bad might happen earlier, but I didn't keep him company." Scarlett was holding my sleeve, and her hurried voice showed just how agitated she was.

"There's no need to blame yourself. James is fine. In fact, you're the reason he's safe, because you insisted on lettingjanet and Tracy look after him." I held her in my arms, stroking her hair in an attempt to comfort her.

I was relieved that Scarlett didn't push me away this time. With trembling hands, she hold onto my waist as if she were holding onto dear life.

"It's going to be okay," I muttered. Gently, I planted a kiss on her forehead and waited for her to calm down.

A few moments later, Scarlett finally stopped trembling. The moment she looked into my eyes, all frailty and hesitation she previously had were gone. "I want to see James," she said.

"Come on, then. I'll take you home," I replied with a nod.

Suddenly, Scarlett became tense as though she had realized something. She loosened her grip on my waist and backed away from me. "Sorry, I, urn ... I was really terrified."

My heart sank at her remark. Oh, how I'd missed how she always threw herself into my arms whenever she was scared and needed comfort.

Not long after, I drove Scarlett back to my family's house. The moment she disembarked from the car, she ran to James' room at once.

I followed her closely and watched as she sat beside James' crib, caressing his soft cheeks.

Our child was sound asleep and he had a lovely smile printed on his face.

Later on, Scarlett left the room. Strands of her hair were covering her face, making her look haggard. It was easy to tell that she was absolutely terrified.

"Are you okay?" I took a step closer to her, attempting to console her. However, I stopped in my tracks when I saw how she looked at me.

I must admit that for a second there, I was scared that she'd push me away again.

"I'm fine," she said. "Let's go downstairs. We haven't greeted Mom and Dad yet," she added. Scarlett didn't even look me in the eye when she spoke to me. And after she had said that, she turned around and left. I could sense that she was avoiding being alone with me.

I didn't say anything this time, and just followed her.

When we got downstairs, we saw how worried Mom and Dad were.

"Scarlett, you need not worry so much. James is fine now." My mother, Alice, approached Scarlett and gave her a hug.

"Indeed. Have faith that we'll find the culprit behind the kidnapping and send them behind bars," my father declared. He then winked at me furtively.

I looked at Scarlett as she hugged my mother, and recalled how agitated she was at the TV station. No matter how strong she might be, she still needed someone dependable to rely on.

Knowing that she needed a shoulder to cry on, I gathered my courage to be there for her and tried to place my arms around her shoulders. But before I could get the chance to do that, she let go of my mother and swerved to avoid me.

"Sorry to have made you worry. I got carried away. Anyway, I'll be going upstairs now to accompany my son." Scarlett gave my parents a smile, and went upstairs without even glancing at me.

"Charles, what are you waiting for? Go after her and comfort her!" my father remarked.

However, I just stood there, watching Scarlett disappear from my sight.

Scarlett's POV:

I went upstairs and closed the door behind me. Then, I gazed at James, watching him sleep safe and sound. It was then that I felt like the world came crashing down around me. Unable to bear it any longer, I burst into tears.

I covered my face, rushing to the bathroom. Now that I was all alone, I let myself be vulnerable and cried myself out.

"God, I almost lost James!" I said to myself. And even though he was safe and sound now, I was still heartbroken.

If I couldn't protect my beloved son, then I didn't deserve to be his mother.

All of a sudden, I heard a click, and then the door opened.

Confused, I looked at the direction of the door. My vision was blurred by tears, but I could tell who it was just based on the person's height.

Charles held my face and wiped away my tears. He was looking at me with such pity and affection.

I did my best to suppress my emotions, but when he held me in his tight embrace, I broke into tears once more. Bitterly, I cried and hugged him back. I didn't even care that my tears were falling down his broad shoulder.

Eventually, I calmed down. Once I had gathered my composure, I felt embarrassed when I realized that I had sullied his clothes with my tears and snot.

I grabbed his clothes tightly. Even though I knew it wasn't right, I couldn't bring myself to let go.