Farewell To My Endless Love novel Chapter 204

Scarlett's POV:

The morning on a weekend, I was having breakfast when a knock sounded on the door. Curious, I went to open it. Charles stood outside, with baby James in is arms. He pointed at me and said to James, "Look, James, this is your mother. You haven't seen her for a few days. Do you still remember her?"

James gave me a sweet smile and started cooing happily.

"Charles...? Why are you here?"

"If I don't bring him here, he might forget you."

I hadn't gone to the Moore Mansion for several days, after Charles forced a kiss on me in the ice cream shop that fateful day.

Charles's style of dress today was quite refreshing, to say the least. Often, he would be clad in elegant, finely tailored suits. But today, he only wore a white sweatshirt with a pair of loose blue jeans. His shoes were a pair of simple white sneakers. On his head sat a black baseball cap. He looked bright, casual, and handsome; and dare I say, incredibly charming.

I had to admit, my head began beating rapidly at the sight of him.

"Can't take your eyes off me, can you? Is it because I'm too handsome?"

Charles flashed me a smug smile, eyes twinkling teasingly, before entering the house with James in his arms.

He passed by the dining room. Suddenly, his steps halted and he turned to me. "Scarlett, what did you eat for breakfast?"

"Bread. Didn't you see it?"

"You only eat bread in the morning?"

"I'm eating alone. Why should I be so particular about food?" I retorted, not bothered to be polite.

"I'll make you a sandwich."

So saying, Charles passed James to me. He rolled up his sleeves determinedly and marched into the kitchen.

I didn't say anything more and took James to the sofa in the living room.

James stared unblinkingly at me with his big doe eyes while he sucked his thumb, drooling slightly. He was just too adorable.

"You're drooling again, James. Mommy will get you a tissue so we can wipe your mouth." I gazed affectionately at James, my eyes filled with love and doting.

"Ma!" Unexpectedly, James let out a loud cry. It took me by surprise.

It had only been a few days since I didn't see him, but never did I imagine that James could say "Ma" now!

"You little brat! Get your hands off her." Charles's annoyed voice suddenly rang from the kitchen.

I looked down and discovered that James was trying to pull my collar with his fat, pudgy little hands. My pajamas were low necked, and because of what James had done, my bare breasts now lay exposed for all to see.

This brat...!

Quickly, I pulled his little hand away gently and fixed my clothes.

When I raised my head, I saw Charles staring fixatedly at my now covered chest.

My response was a furious glare, but he just smiled indifferently at me and said, "He's almost one year old. Why does he still want to suckle?" I retorted, "Why can't he suckle even if he's one year old?"

Charles snickered, "You're right. I'm an adult, but I still want to suckle too!"

I grabbed the tissue that I had used to wipe James's mouth, crumpled it, and then flung it at Charles. This man was vexing!

Charles did make a huge sandwich for me, just as he had promised earlier. He placed his handiwork before me and said, "Eat it."

"I don't have any appetite."

"If you don't eat it up, I'll kiss you!"

This man... He was getting more and more overbearing over time.

Left with no choice, I took the gigantic sandwich and began to work. After swallowing the last bite with much difficulty, I said, "I'm finished. I want to take James out to play by myself today."

"What do you mean, by yourself?" Charles asked, immediately taking a seat next to me. Subconsciously, I moved away from him.

"I mean, I won't take you with us."