Scarlett's POV:
I woke up from a terrible nightmare that morning, which seemed to have lasted all night. There was a few hours in between that I felt safe and relaxed though. Perhaps, I felt so because I dreamt of Charles in those few hours.
After I struggled to get up from the bed, I put on my clothes, and walked downstairs for breakfast.
Just when I was about to head out to work, I noticed that my shoes seemed to have been moved a little. Seeing that, I turned around and asked Tracy, "Did someone come here yesterday?" However, she hung her head silently for a long time. I then turned to Janet, who faltered. It did not take long for me to understand what had happened.
"Charles came here last night, didn't he?"
"I'm sorry, Scarlett. Mr. Moore ordered us not to breathe a word about it to you."
"It's all right. Let's go."
Tracy and Janet dropped me off at the TV station, and the moment I reached my office, Nina walked to me.
"Scarlett, why did you come to work so soon?" She was always like a cheerful bird that chatted and made me smile.
"Are you going to support me if I stop working?"
I teased her.
"You must have gone soft because of Charles ¹ charms. Have you made up with him yet?" Nina asked, ignoring my tease.
"I no longer hold it against him now, but that doesn't mean I am going to forgive him." I gave her a gentle smile before I began to sort out some messy files on my desk.
"Scarlett, as far as I can tell, he is not going to give up so easily, you know?" There was a sudden hint of firmness in her tone.
"Nina, please give me some time, and I promise, I will face my relationship with him. For now, just get back to work." Wanting to numb my heart with work, I quickly got rid of her.
I devoted myself to my work that entire day, without caring about anything else. And I did not even know that it was almost time for us to get off work until a colleague reminded me.
The next second, a delicate bunch of white roses wrapped in kraft paper appeared before me.
"Surprise!" Charles' voice came. I raised my head and saw his big, bright smile as he exclaimed, "I got these roses for you. They're beautiful, aren't they?"
However, to me, it was not a pleasant surprise at all.
Stunned, I did not say anything to him, and nor did I take the bunch of flowers from his hands.
Charles continued, "Scarlett, can I ask you out to have dinner with me tonight?"
"No, I have to work overtime," I refused without hesitation.
"The restaurant I booked tonight is just amazing.
Are you sure you don't want to try?" Charles asked again, unwilling to give up.
"I'm not interested," I refused again, bluntly.
"Well, I'll head back, then. Be careful on the way home. Besides, I am not going to give up on you!" Saying that, Charles walked to the door, but he deliberately slowed down his pace, as though he was expecting me to change my mind and ask him to stay.
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