Farewell To My Endless Love novel Chapter 340

Scarlett's POV:

I lay weakly in Charles's arms, barely breathing and surrounded by despair.

He gently laid me on the bed and held my hand.

"I'll arrange another physical therapy session for you later. Take a rest first."

For a moment, I felt like my heart was being pierced by a knife. I used to love the man in front of me with all my heart. But now, all I wanted was to get away from him as far as I could.

"I slept with William," I said out of nowhere.

It was a lie. After years of entanglement with Charles, I knew very well how to break his heart.

To my surprise, he did not go hysterical. Rather, he just calmly stared at me with his deep, emotionless eyes

"Didn't you hear what I said? I had sex with William!" I repeated with more conviction.

When I spoke, my chin was raised, and I looked at him with defiance.

"Scarlett, don't lie to me," Charles warned through gritted teeth.

We were staring into each other's eyes when, suddenly, a sharp pain shot across my arm. He had tightened his grip on my wrist, and I froze because of the pain.

"There's no point in hiding the truth anymore.

The kids may be yours, but I indeed slept with William."

I endured the pain and continued to rub salt into his wound.

"Why do you have to do this?" Charles asked coldly.

"Do you want to hear more about it?" I looked into his eyes with a smirk and made a story up. "It was raining heavily that night. I went to his room—"

"Enough!" Charles roared. His veins stood out on his forehead, and he clenched my shoulder tightly in rage.

"I loathed you to the core. Just so you know, I slept with William because that was the fastest and the most direct way to take revenge on you." My mouth automatically uttered those words to spite him. I could not even feel pain in my shoulder at all.

"Do you hate me that much? To think, you're even willing to use your body as a tool for revenge. I don't believe you."

Charles's eyes said otherwise. Pain and disappointment were written all over his face. He looked as though he was on the verge of breaking down.

"Trust me. I can do more than that. Do you really think we can get back together as long as you keep me by your side? Charles, I don't know if you're too naive or just stupid. Can't you see that I'm trying to make a clean break with you? I don't want to see your face again! You sicken me." I could not control my surging emotions anymore.

Charles slowly loosened his grip on my shoulder and stood up. I thought that he had given up. Boy, was I wrong. "Do you think I will believe you just because you say so? Sad to say, but if you really have slept with William, then that's all the more reason why you can't leave me."

A sinking feeling emerged in the pit of my stomach. "What did you just say? Do you really believe that we can just live together and pretend to be a happy couple for the rest of our lives?"

A sneer tugged at the corners of my mouth.

"Why not? You can do whatever you want. It's up to you if you want our children to be unhappy. But I have to remind you. Even if you get discharged, you can't escape from my watch. Do you really think you can leave me? Unfortunately, you'll have to wait until the day I die."

Charles's words hit me like a hammer. Ever so slowly, my heart sank into the abyss of despair.

"Charles, you're out of your mind!"

Instead of being angry because of what I had said, he put on a smile.

"When our children grow up, will they find out that their parents' marriage, as they know it, is just a show?" Why don't you explain to them by then that you cheated on me and gave your heart and body to another man?"

Charles was being aggressive in spitting what he thought were facts. How could I show any weakness?

"How dare you threaten me?! Do you think you're any better? Should I tell James that you remained indifferent when he had just died miserably in front of you? Or perhaps, should I tell him that you never loved me and that you cared more about the person who tried to murder him?"

"Scarlett!"

Charles pushed me onto the bed and pinned me with his body. Then, with his one hand, he held my hands above my head and pinched my chin with the other, rendering me unable to move.

"Listen to me carefully. Back then, Rita had no way of escaping. Killing her was easy, but what was the point of that? Her death wouldn't bring James back to us. And at that very moment, you were in my arms, dying. I wanted to save you. I had lost James. I couldn't lose you too!"

Charles stared into my eyes. As he spoke, his eyes were red, and his voice was choked with sobs. He then eventually released his grip on my hands. Without another word, he cupped my chin and stroked my cheeks over and over again. "How could you say that I didn't love my son? Haven't you seen how much I loved him since the moment he was born?"

With tears streaming down my face, I lay on the bed in despair, my heart numb in pain.