Scarlett's POV:
Now that my wound had completely healed, I decided that it was high time to get back to work. I went on a business trip to another city, following the suggestion of the press I was working with.
During the break, I received a message from Vivian.
It was a photo. Rita and Linda, both of whom hadn't been showing up lately, were sitting at the same table and drinking together. Needless to say, I figured that something bad was bound to happen.
However, I decided not to focus all my attention on this matter.
Vivian immediately sent me a voice message after the photo she sent. She told me that Spencer was the one who asked her to take the photo.
Upon hearing it, I broke into laughter.
"Scarlett, why are you so happy?" Janet asked curiously.
"Spencer has found his match!" The joy I felt was beyond words.
Considering how Vivian obeyed Spencer's suggestion, I gathered that something must be going on between them.
Actually, I had already noticed several signs that they had feelings for each other. Today, Vivian's
message convinced me even more that things were about to heat up between them.
"Sounds like you and Spencer are on good terms, huh?" Tracy looked like she had been influenced by my glee.
"I've always thought of Spencer as my brother. He's like a guardian angel or something. He always appears exactly when I need him."
I remembered that Spencer had been taking care of me ever since we were kids. In my memories, he was always smiling at me, and it felt so warm that it could dispel my sadness and inhibitions.
Vivian was a smart, tough, and courageous woman. In my honest opinion, she and Spencer were a perfect match.
"What about Charles?" asked Janet.
'Charles...'
His incomparably handsome face appeared in my mind.
Clearly, he was different from Spencer. Charles was aloof and withdrawn most of the time, and it was rare to see a smile on his face. But beneath his seemingly cold exterior, he had a child-like sincerity and forthrightness.
His entire personality was a paradox. At times, I couldn't even tell which one was the real Charles.
But I must admit that even if he wasn't doing anything, he could easily affect my emotions. His mere existence had a huge impact on me.
"Charles is special."
This was the only answer I could think of. And he was indeed unique and special in my heart.
Just then, my phone rang. It was Charles, requesting a video call with me.
Charles' POV:
Today was the second day of Scarlett's supposed business trip. I had been holding back my urge to call her for a long time. But now, I could no longer resist the urge to do that, so I video called her.
Scarlett answered my call, seemingly flustered.
Her reaction made me wonder if she was doing something bad just now.
"Are you not happy to see me, honey?"
"Charles, can't you put on some clothes before you call me?"
I looked down at my bare chest, thinking that there wasn't anything wrong with being half-naked in front of my wife. "You've already touched every inch of it. Why are you so flustered to see it now?"
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