Scarlett's POV:
I was clearly furious when I saw that Charles was trying to go back on his words, but there was nothing that I could do to fight him now.
"Didn't you say that you would let me see the kids if I pleased you?" I muttered in a low voice, hanging my head.
Charles walked up to me, lowered his head, leaned closer, and asked, "What did I say? I want you to tell me very clearly."
His deep seductive voice, and his hot breath made me feel numb all over. Although he was only casually standing in front of me, it was enough to make me lose my composure.
I couldn't let things continue to be that way.
Gazing at his bare feet, I reminded him in a low voice, "You forget to wear your slippers. They're beside the bed."
I was clearly trying to evade the topic.
"I know where they are. You don't have to remind me."
Just when I was expecting him to turn around and grab his slippers, he pressed his arms against the door, trapping me.
"Scarlett, you haven't answered my question yet. What did I say?"
I could feel his sharp gaze piercing through me, and I did not dare to look up.
Why did he have to make me say it?
"You told me that I have nothing to worry about, and that as long as I please you in bed, you will allow me to see the kids." Closing my eyes, I threw away my sense of shame to the wind.
"And do you think you have completed your task?"
I looked up at him subconsciously, and saw that there was still only coldness in his eyes.
"As you can see, you have not made me happy yet, so why were you holding my son?"
His face was barely an inch away from mine, and his tone was very domineering.
"Anyway, you can't see the kids without my permission. Do you understand?"
"Charles, don't push it!"
According to him, as long as he did not allow me to see the kids, I could never see them.
It was so unreasonable, and I felt like he was bullying me.
"Yes, I am bullying you, oppressing you, and even humiliating you. If you don't want to take it, you can always walk away. No one will try to stop you,"
Charles said in a mean tone. He was confident that I would do anything for the sake of the kids, and he was not wrong. I really could not afford to take the risk.
Until now, I had been concealing the pain in my heart. It was the only way in which I could bring myself to survive.
However, there was a sharp knife that was piercing through the protective barrier that I had put up around my heart. Grievance took over me like a wave, and my eyes were wet with tears.
"If you dare to even shed a single drop of tear in front of me, I will not let you see the kids for a month as punishment," Charles threatened me with a frown.
"Charles, you are such a jerk!"
Furious, I could not think about anything else and I pushed him away hard.
Surely, I was just making a rash attempt. He grabbed my hands so tightly that I began to cry instantly from the pain.
"Is it really that hard for you to please me? We've been together for years. Don't you know what I like?" he questioned me aggressively.
I obviously knew what would make him happy, but I could not bring myself to do what he wanted.
"Why are you crying so much now? Isn't there anything that you can do apart from crying? I just want you to please me, and not to..."
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