Charles' POV:
I leaned in and quickly kissed Scarlett on the lips. "Charles!" she cried out in anger.
We were just a few inches apart from each other. Her bright eyes and her beautiful delicate face made me smile. Although her hair was wet with sweat, she still looked stunning.
"Scarlett, you should exercise more. How can you get so sweaty after just walking for a while?" Taking a tissue in my hand, I gently and carefully wiped her forehead.
"You're the one that walked too fast without even waiting for me!" Scarlett complained and was about to grab the tissue.
I squinted my eyes at her and warned, "If you are not going to be obedient, then TH have to kiss you again."
Upon hearing that, Scarlett gave up and sat down quietly.
Seeing that, I immediately laughed, gave her a peck on the cheek, and said, "I am sorry. I shouldn't have walked so fast. From now on, I will wait for you."
She covered her face and glared at me like an angry kitten.
I continued to smile at her as I sat down next to her and held her in my arms. "Do you still remember the things that happened when we were still kids?"
Scarlett snorted, but she did not answer.
"You had no friends back then and followed me around all day long. And when I was busy reading, you would just sit in a corner and gaze at me."
"Who says I don't have friends? Isn't Spencer my friend?"
"Of course, he is." I stroked her hand softly before I intertwined my fingers with hers.
All of a sudden, she gripped my hand tightly, looking at me. "Spencer ignored me at first, but later he told me that someone asked him to take care of me. Was it because..."
"Yes, I was the one that asked him to look after you." I looked into Scarlett's eyes and smiled. There were some complex emotions in her eyes besides just surprise. I gradually moved closer to her and I could even feel her warm breath on my skin.
However, Scarlett tilted her face to avoid my lips as she gently took her hand away from mine.
Seeing that, I could not help but feel a little disappointed.
"We're in public!" Glaring at me, she tried to wiggle out of my embrace.
I looked up and saw some people starting at us from a distance.
The moment they met my eyes, they turned around and left.
At noon, we arrived at a hotel for lunch.
We heard a knock on the door as soon as we were seated.
"Come in, please."
The door opened. A gentleman walked in with a bright smile. He spoke in a strong French accent. "Charles? It's really you!"
"Long time no see, Henri." I stood up to greet him. I then held Scarlett's hand and introduced her, "This is my wife, Scarlett. Honey, this is Mr. Henri Moreau."
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Moore. You look stunning." Henri complimented Scarlett and added, "I'm having lunch with my wife here as well. Mind if we join you?"
I turned to Scarlett, who replied to him with a gentle smile, "It would be our pleasure."
After giving us a nod, Henri went to find his wife.
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