Charles' POV:
As I leisurely washed my hands, only the sound of running water could be heard in the bathroom.
I could see Scarlett's upset face reflected in the mirror. Perhaps she hadn't noticed that she was pouting. Somehow, she reminded me of the sweet memories of the past. Back when she was younger, she liked staying with me. And oftentimes, she would pout at me when something annoyed her.
While I stared at the water, I remembered how Scarlett used to play with water with me back when we were kids. I wanted to do that again, so I splashed water on her.
Startled, Scarlett stepped back. "What are you doing?"
"Didn't you used to enjoy splashing water on me like this when we were younger?" A smile appeared on my face as I thought of the distant past.
"I'm an adult already, okay? I haven't played with water for a long time!"
I paid her words no mind and kept on splashing water at her.
"Stop it, Charles!" Scarlett wiped away the water on her face, visibly enraged.
Feeling a little disappointed, I decided to stop. She was no longer the little girl who always pestered me before. Now, she was either annoyed or bored with everything I did.
Scarlett sighed and said, "Let's just go out."
"But honey, I still feel hot," I murmured.
"What are you talking about?" Scarlett stood rooted to her spot, dumbfounded.
At this point, I could no longer repress my desire to have sex with her.
Slowly, I approached her and pressed her against the bathroom door. Her natural scent tempted me as it wafted into my nose. I caressed her face and whispered, "We haven't had sex for so long. Don't you want me anymore?"
"Charles, you bastard!"
Tears welled up in Scarlett's eyes. Her face, which was as fresh as a rose bud, turned red. The sight of her blushing face only made me want her more. I desired her so much that my dick grew hard. It was a natural physiological reaction. There was nothing I could do to stop it.
I was aware that Nancy had added something into my wine last night, but I still drank it.
Fortunately, Scarlett didn't whore that woman off to me.
I pulled Scarlett into my arms, walked towards the bathtub, and put her inside the tub filled with warm water.
"You jerk! Let go of—"
I kissed her before she could finish her sentence. While I was kissing her, I took off her bathrobe, lifted her up, and slid my penis into her vagina. Soon, my cock felt the warm of her insides. Her body was so alluring, and it felt so good inside her. I felt like I was in heaven.
When I was satisfied, I finally let Scarlett go.
She didn't have any strength left to move. Gently, I held her in my arms and planted kisses on her cheek and neck. "Honey, please don't leave me," I pleaded.
Scarlett's POV:
While Charles was holding me in his arms, I remained still. When I heard his sweet words, I was not moved. Instead, I was confused.
'He doesn't love me. Why is he saying those words to me? He acts as though he loved me, and me alone, but that's just not true! His so-called love has hurt me time and time again. I don't think that's what love is,' I told myself.
I glanced at my purse at the door of the bathroom.
Inside, there was a waiver of custody.
I was certain that he'd be drunk tonight, so I planned to persuade him into signing the waiver while he was inebriated and barely conscious. That way, I could take my kids away in secret.
But something unexpected happened. He had sex with me over and over, leaving me no chance to take the bag.
It seemed that I must give up on having the waiver signed for the time being.
Weakly, I leaned against Charles' chest, thinking of what to do next.
Satisfied, Charles smiled and didn't bother me anymore. Afterwards, he carried me back to the bed and lay down beside me.
After a while, I heard the sound of his steady breathing. As I stared at the innocence of his sleeping face, I was caught in a dilemma.
These past few weeks, I did my best to make Charles believe that I wanted to stay. But in truth, I just wanted to gain his trust.
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