Charles' POV:
"It's none of your business. Just drink your wine." Since when did Spencer become so nosy? 'He's so annoying.' Feeling irritated, I leaned against the sofa, pinching between my eyes.
"Charles, why can't you just admit it? You love Scarlett. But Rita, well, you're just grateful to her for saving your ass in the past. Besides, she is sick now. You're doing all this for her just because of your gratitude and sympathy towards her."
Looking at the red wine in my glass, I was stunned. When I thought of the way I had been behaving lately, I was speechless.
After a long moment, I argued, "No."
"Then why haven't you had sex with Rita yet?"
"She's not in good health, and I am not a monster!"
"Is that so?" Spencer sneered, "If you are holding back your most primal urge in front of the woman you love, then man, you really are a saint! Anyway, I don't want to waste time with you. If that's how you really feel, then let go of Scarlett. She has suffered enough with you and Rita over the years. If you even have the slightest bit of humanity in your heart, then you would let her go."
Spencer's words made me feel extremely dejected, and all of a sudden, I felt like I could not breathe.
I loosened my tie irritably as I glanced him coldly. "That's all I wanted to say. If you regret this in the future, then don't blame me for not reminding you." Noticing that I was angry, Spencer finished his wine and left.
Scarlett's POV:
When I woke up, a ray of sunshine shone on my bed. I cozied up in my comfortable blanket as I looked up at the bear alarm clock on the bedside table.
It was nine o'clock. My program today started at eleven o'clock. I would not be too late if I just freshened up and rushed to the company at once. My phone started ringing all of a sudden, next to the alarm clock.
With sleepy eyes, I lifted the blanket off me and got out of bed. I walked to the living room while answering the phone.
"I have a package delivery later. Please sign it for me. And remember to check it before you sign it." "Sure,"
I said casually before I hung up the phone. Just when I was about to put the phone down, I glanced at the screen and was stunned.
'Charles?
Did he really just ask me to sign for his package? I
Realizing that it was Charles' on the phone, my heart began to race. I couldn't help but think of the coldness in his eyes when he had left the previous day.
We had just parted in discord the day before, and now, he was calmly asking me to sign his package.
If he continued to be that way, then when would we even end our relationship?
The delivery guy knocked on my door at exactly half-past nine. There was a well-packed box in his hand, which he handed over to me.
"Ma'am, please sign for the package."
"Okay, let me take a look at it first."
I put the package on the shoe cabinet near the door before I opened it with a pair of scissors. It was a white wedding dress that was embroidered and embellished with pearls. There was a beautiful lace collar attached to it, which made it look exquisite.
I froze when I saw it. The whole thing was starting to make me feel breathless.
Unwilling to let me go, Charles was even trying various means to provoke me.
He even asked me to sign for the wedding dress he ordered for another woman. And he specifically asked me to look inside first.
When did he learn to play tricks like Rita?
"Ma'am, it looks like you are going to get married. Congratulations." The delivery man handed me the receipt with a warm smile.
His words startled me. It took me a moment to pull myself together and reply, "It's not for me. It's someone else's."
After he left, I put the box on the tea table and sat on the sofa, staring at the gown in front of me in a daze.
Charles was going to be someone else's soon.
And Rita was going to get what she wanted.
'Scarlett, you have to control yourself from now on. You can't be involved with a married man, or people will misunderstand you.
There are many remarkable men in the world, and it is not just Charles Moore. You can't give up the whole forest because of one tree. You should let him go and move on with your life.'
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