Farewell To My Endless Love novel Chapter 28

Scarlett's POV:

"Thank you for your appreciation," I said to Rita with an insincere smile. I must say, she was so into acting. Did she plan on treating her husband's ex-wife as a sister just so she could show other people how good-natured she was? Perhaps she wanted to earn the reputation of being kind?

"Scarlett, I am a public figure. You won't suffer a loss if you take me as your elder sister. Besides, if anyone wants to give you a hard time in the future, they'll have to think twice. They have to make sure first if they can offend the people behind your back," Rita said with a smug look on her face.

"Are you saying that I can take advantage of you?" I forced a smile at her. What she had just suggested was actually the contrary of what I wanted. After the divorce, I planned to stay away from them and disappear from their lives.

"I wouldn't put it that way. It's just that Charles and I have watched you grow up into a fine lady. We can't help that you're still our little sister in our eyes." Rita turned to Charles and added, "Am I right, Charles?"

"Yes," Charles's answered in a barely audible tone. His hands were clenched into fists under the table. Although he seemed to be in a foul mood, he still answered Rita's question.

"If that's the case, thank you, my dear sister and brother-in-law." I drank up the wine in my glass. It was bitter, but it became tasteless when it reached my mouth.

As soon as I said the word "brother-in-law," Charles raised his head and looked into my eyes with an icy cold gaze.

For some reason, he never touched the glass of wine in front of him.

All of a sudden, Rita pointed at Nina and Spencer and half-jokingly said, "You, two, listen carefully. From now on, Scarlett is my sister. If you dare to coax her into drinking just like what you've just done, I'll be the one who'll settle accounts with you."

Neither Nina nor Spencer said anything. They just watched Rita's acting disinterestedly.

Under the influence of alcohol, I decided to act as well. "Well, it seems that I shouldn't have made my elder sister worry about me. Don't worry. I'll be a good girl in the future so that you won't have to come to the TV station to check on me again and again."

The smile on Rita's face froze, and her face turned pale in an instant. Maybe she was worried that Charles might understand what I meant. But then again, she was an actress. She quickly regained her composure and put on a considerate look on her face. "It's just that you've only started working for a couple of days. As your elder sister, it's natural for me to be concerned about you. You shouldn't take it to heart. Am I right, Charles?"

As soon as Rita finished speaking, she looked at Charles expectantly.

However, he merely looked back at her, his face as cold as ice.

I was certain that Charles understood what I meant. It did not take a genius to figure out that Rita had been stalking and harassing me while he was away.

His piercing gaze flustered Rita. To our astonishment, she suddenly held her head with one hand and collapsed.

She fell directly into Charles's arms. How convenient.

"Charles, I'm not feeling well," Rita weakly said. She sounded as though she was dying.

To be perfectly honest, her acting was awful. I found it amusing and hilarious, but Charles seemed to believe it. He got fooled by her yet again. His stone-cold expression softened. Without a word, he stood up and helped Rita up. I could not help sigh as I watched them leave. Rita must know Charles very well to know how she could make him feel sorry for her. Not only that, but she could also handle his anger effectively.

Nina watched as Charles and Rita left. "What's wrong with her? She just collapse like that?" she asked once the two were out of our sight.

"She has advanced stage liver cancer," Spencer explained.

"Can patients that sick hop around like that?"

Nina asked again without thinking. Spencer frowned at her words as though he was unsure if she was joking or not.

Me? Well, I did not read too much into it. I was too drunk to think and care about them.

We left the restaurant not long after. Nina hailed a taxi and left by herself. Spencer, on the other hand, drove me home. Along the way, I looked outside of the window and admired the lights in a daze.

We arrived at my apartment a few moments later. Gentleman as he was, Spencer helped me get off the car.

"Are you okay? How about I buy you some hangover pills?" he asked while looking at me with concern.

"You don't have to. I'm fine." I left him behind and staggered towards the elevator.

Spencer seemed to respect my decision. He did not insist and just let me be. "Okay. But call me if you feel sick or something."

My head hurt so much. I leaned against the wall of the elevator and massaged my temples to somehow relieve my headache. "I feel terrible. I won't drink anymore," I muttered to myself.

All of a sudden, the elevator door opened, and a vague yet familiar figure stepped out of it. "Charles?" I asked with uncertainty.

Charles' POV:

"Do you now know how it feels to get drunk?" I asked sternly the moment I saw Scarlett.

When Rita said that she was not feeling well, I rushed her to the hospital at once. But then, I left as soon as I handed her to the doctor. It was not that I did not care about her. It was just that it wouldn't be any different if I waited up. Upon arriving at the apartment, I saw Scarlett leaning against the elevator and pressing her temples. I felt a pang in my heart when I saw her in pain.