Scarlett's POV:
"I'm going to take a shower now, and in the meantime, you can think about my suggestion." After saying those cold words, Charles walked into the bathroom.
Looking at his receding back, my heart sank.
I knew that he had become the ruler since the moment I chose to escape from him.
And since I could not resist anymore, I had no choice but to face the consequences.
I smiled bitterly as a sense of despair crashed into my heart.
I wanted to get out of bed, but just before I could stand up, I heard Charles' voice coming from the bathroom. "Scarlett, come and join me for a shower."
Frowning, I wanted to say no, but Charles suddenly walked out of the bathroom, picked me up, and carried me to the shower.
"Charles, you..." I immediately grabbed his clothes in fear.
"This is a compensation."
"Compensation for what exactly?" I was confused.
"You almost made me lose my kids to another man, and you have to pay for it," Charles sneered as he turned on the shower head.
Soon, the water poured down, drenching me completely.
The lights were off, so the bathroom was completely dark.
I subconsciously tried to escape, but he held my waist tightly.
He then ripped my clothes off and began to kiss me everywhere.
However, he was not being gentle at all, and it seemed like he was using me like a tool to vent his desires.
When I woke up on the next day, it was already noon. I felt sore as I lay on the bed.
My head was pounding from the pain, and my skin felt like it was on fire.
I put my hand on my forehead.
Sensing the extremely high temperature, I realized that I was having a fever.
I wanted to call someone for help, but I could not even bring myself to shout, so I had to lie in despair.
A long time later, Janet opened the door and walked in.
Touching my forehead, she shouted, "Tracy, Scarlett has a fever! Let's take her to the hospital!" She was also panicking.
By the time I woke up again, I saw that Janet and Tracy were standing by my bed.
"Scarlett, you're finally awake!" they cried out in unison with a worried look in their eyes.
"Where are the kids?" I asked in a hoarse voice.
I looked at them expectantly, but they fell silent at my question.
"Are they okay?" With a bitter smile, I changed my question.
Seeing that I was not asking about my kids ' whereabouts, they heaved a sigh of relief.
Janet nodded and said, "Scarlett, don't worry. They are fine."
I felt at ease after hearing those words.
Charles did not show up for the next two days.
I could only ask Janet and Tracy about the kids.
On the third night, my phone rang all of a sudden, surprising me.
It was a call from Charles.
I grabbed my phone and stared at the screen for a long time before I finally answered it.
"Hello?"
"Is your fever gone?" I heard Charles' cold voice coming from the other end.
"Yes," I murmured.
"James wants to talk to you. Say something to him."
"Mom?"
Hearing my son's soft voice, I could not help but cry.
"Mom?"
Seeing that I was not saying anything, James called out to me again.
"I'm right here, honey. Did you miss me?" I asked, choking back my sobs.
"Yes! Why haven't you come home yet? Please come home, Mom!
Jerry, Jason, Daddy, and I miss you a lot." James was clearly perplexed.
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