Farewell To My Endless Love novel Chapter 44

Charles's POV:

It was crazy. I wanted to strip Scarlett naked and take her right in the bathtub. I had been finding myself in this kind of situation lately, and I had been finding it harder and harder to control myself.

I definitely frightened Scarlett with my sudden moves, and I hated myself for it.

"I can take a shower by myself. I don't need your help." With both her hands clutching her shirt shut at the collar, she glared at me.

The heating in the bathroom painted her cheeks a pretty shade of red. Her chest heaved up and down. She was still trying to catch her breath. Her cleavage was slightly exposed, and I could not bring myself to avert my eyes.

Indeed, Scarlett was no longer the little girl who used to chase me around and beg me for candy. During the three years she spent abroad, she had grown into a full-fledged young woman. I could not help wondering about the lucky man who would get to be with her.

Could it be Spencer or Abner? I dismissed the thought, for it only pissed me off.

Scarlett started rubbing the paint off her hands and arms. I watched her and then frowned.

"The paint is not easy to remove. Are you sure you don't need my help?" I bent over and whispered in her ear.

"No, thanks." I smiled as I saw her ears turn red. But then she stood up and started shoving me toward the bathroom door.

Before I reached the door, I turned and saw her red ears again. I could not help teasing her.

"Maybe we should take a shower together. I also got some paint on me. And it'd be a great way to conserve water," I suggested smugly and leaned against the door. I expected to see panic and nervousness in Scarlett's eyes, but she just flashed me an uninterested expression.

After rolling her eyes and heaving a bored sigh, she finally spoke.

"Like you care about conserving anything at all. Again, no, thanks, Charles. And save your sexual jokes for Rita. I'm sure she'll be thrilled to hear them." The sheer coldness on Scarlett's face almost made me choke.

Why was she bringing up Rita again? Every time I tried to flirt with her, she always ruined the fun.

"Why is Rita coming up in our conversation again? I would never crack a dirty joke in front of her," I snapped as I fell out of the mood to tease Scarlett.

"Of course you wouldn't. She's your ever dearest Rita. Unlike me, you'll never disrespect her by making such inappropriate suggestions," Scarlett backfired through clenched teeth.

"That's not what I meant. I'm sorry, okay? I'll leave you to clean yourself up." With a sigh, I reached out and brushed my thumb against her cheek.

She slightly turned away, but I was still able to touch her face. I felt the heat of her anger in my finger. I usually enjoyed watching Scarlett throw a temper tantrum, but when she got furious like that and used such loaded words, the last thing I wanted was to piss her off even more.

Scarlett's POV:

Charles finally walked out of the bathroom.

I stayed in the bathroom for more than half an hour. Having to stay with Charles only annoyed me more and more. I did not leave the bathroom until the delicious smell of food wafted in. Swallowing my pride, I put on Charles's clean clothes that he let me borrow and went to the kitchen.

I was still in the living room when the heavenly smell of roasted beef and baked potato with cheese hit my nostrils. Charles cooked those dishes well, and it had been a long time since I last saw him prepare a meal. When we were going to school, he made time to cook, but when we started working, he barely had the space in his schedule.

I approached slowly and quietly. The scent of the dishes reminded me so much of the time when we were still students. At that time, I was home with Charles, and Rita was not in the picture. Everything was so simple and happy. It was one of the best times of my life.