Charles' POV:
Grandma was more than happy to see me and Scarlett return to the Moore family mansion together. She even gave me a wink when she saw us together.
Looking at her, I shook my head helplessly.
Upon seeing that, her smile faded away, and she muttered, "You really are useless!"
What had I done now? Besides, it was really hard for me to figure out what was on Scarlett's mind. I had already told her a million times that I really loved her, but she kept refusing to believe me.
Grandma waved to Scarlett and said, "Scarlett, come have dinner with us."
"Okay, Grandma."
The dinner spread was indeed quite sumptuous, from simple sandwiches, pies to exquisite steak, and lamb chops, everything was prepared to perfection.
Looking at me, Grandma motioned for me to sit next to Scarlett.
"Where did you have lunch?" I took the initiative to make conversation with Scarlett.
"I had lunch with William at a restaurant near the TV station." Scarlett seemed to be deliberately emphasizing the fact that she had lunch with William, just to piss me off.
"Didn't you say that you aren't that close with him? Why did you have lunch with him, then? It might cause people to misunderstand your relationship, don't you agree?" I retorted, feeling a little jealous.
"Charles, it's none of your business!" Scarlett scolded.
I wanted to say more, but Grandma walked out of the kitchen with a dish in her hands. "Scarlett, Charles sent me a message mentioning that you are coming tonight for dinner, so I specially cooked a few more dishes. Try them and see if you like them."
"Thank you, Grandma. I am sure I'll enjoy them," Scarlett replied happily, which was completely different from the way she treated me.
Grandma seemed to notice that, and said with a smile, "Scarlett, why don't you stay here with James tonight? Surely, he wants to be with his parents."
"That would be completely pointless, because Scarlett doesn't want to stay here," I said indignantly.
"I'll be with James in the nursery tonight. After all, Charles and I are divorced, so it won't be appropriate for us to sleep in the same bed," Scarlett said bluntly.
All of a sudden, the air in the room felt unusually cold.
Hearing her cruel words, I felt my heart ache.
"Grandma, I'm full. I'll go upstairs to check on James. Enjoy yourselves." With that, Scarlett stood up and left the table.
I put down the tableware. Watching her receding figure, I felt powerless.
'Scarlett, what on earth do I have to do to make you forgive me?' I thought to myself.
A while later, my father's voice brought me back to reality. "Charles, why are you sitting there in a daze?"
"Dad..." I said to him sullenly.
"Is Scarlett back?" he asked, sitting down at the table.
"Yes, she came to see James."
"What's going on between you two? Did she find out about the fake divorce?"
"Dad, how do you know about it?" I was stunned.
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