Farewell To My Endless Love novel Chapter 52

Scarlett's POV:

I pulled up the quilt and covered my upper body. Sniffing, I lowered my head and calmly reminded Charles, "What's the point of asking this? Charles, don't forget you're Rita's fiance."

Charles seemed to be annoyed by what I had said. Suddenly, he pulled the quilt like a child throwing tantrums and angrily said, "Don't mention that woman. It's just you and me now." "Even if I don't mention her, we'll be divorced soon," I snapped back. I pretended that I did not care, but I felt stuffy in my chest.

Annoyed, Charles looked at me with narrowed eyes. Unfortunately for him, there was nothing he could do to me. I realized that even without Rita, we would still have problems between us.

At that moment, my phone rang in the living room. I avoided his hand and propped myself up to get out of bed. "Excuse me."

However, he pinned me to the bed and kissed my neck lustfully. "Say you love me," he commanded in a stern yet gentle voice.

His gentle demeanor changed in an instant, and he kept kissing me on the lips.

A feeling of an electric current ran through my body.

Meanwhile, my phone rang relentlessly in the living room. "Let me answer the call," I protested weakly.

Charles pretended not to hear my plea and just continued what he was doing.

As he saw that my eyes glistened with tears, he raised his hand and touched my lips affectionately. "Admit it, Scarlett. You love me from the very beginning."

Without missing a beat, I looked into his eyes and said, "I've never loved you, and I will never do."

In reality, the one who fell in love first was doomed to lose this game of love. Well, I had long been defeated.

Nonetheless, I could not admit that in front of Charles. I wouldn't give him the pleasure of knowing that he had me wrapped around his finger.

When he saw that I was being stubborn, he chuckled and pinched my cheek. "You're right. It wasn't you who sent me lunch every day in high school. And every time a girl approached me, you weren't the one who got angry. Also0^"

"Shut up! The old Scarlett is dead." I covered his mouth with my hand, my face beet red in embarrassment. Now that he was rubbing in my face the silly things I had done in the past, I realized how stupid I was.

"If you say so." Charles smiled and nodded in agreement.

I was annoyed at him, but I had no idea what to say.

As Charles saw that I was at a loss for words, he shamelessly licked my palm. I withdrew my hand instinctively.

"You^0" Before I could finish my words, he kissed my lips again.

I clenched my jaws shut. But he was like a patient hunter, wandering outside and waiting for his prey to open the door.

I was pissed off at him. He already had Rita, and yet he was flirting with me. As revenge, I bit his lip hard.

Charles groaned in pain but did not flinch, much less backed down. Instead, he slipped his tongue into my mouth when he had the chance.

The desire inside me was like a blooming poppy flower. It was beautiful yet deadly. And just like that, I completely fell into Charles's trap.

For some reason, my consciousness was slowly blacking out, and my eyesight was spinning. Before I knew it, everything turned black. In my dream, I felt as though I was stepping on clouds. On the other side was Charles, smiling at me. He was as warm as the winter sun next to the Seine River.

Only in my dream, he completely belonged to me.

I called his name in a trance, and my heart was filled with joy. I was as happy and carefree, like a child. I wanted to give him all the candies in my pocket and tell him how much I loved him.

But when I called his name, his face darkened. He warned me not to say his name, or else he would pin me down to the bed and do everything a husband would do to his wife.

Even in my dream, he was still hateful. Without a word, I punched him in the face, breaking his phantom.

Then everything faded into darkness again.