Farewell To My Endless Love novel Chapter 54

Rita's POV:

In the ward, I greeted Scarlett with the sweetest smile I could muster. She, however, just looked at me warily as if wondering what tricks I had up my sleeve.

I then poured her a glass of water, held her hand, and looked at her up and down. "How have you been these past few days?" I asked with concern. "What do you want?" Scarlett coldly replied. I could not help but notice that her tone was similar to Charles's.

Just as I was about to pull her to a chair, I saw that there were hickeys on her neck. My eyes glinted in anger, but I quickly adjusted my mood. Instead, I gave her the glass and timidly said, "We haven't seen each other for a long time. I just want us to have a little chat."

Scarlett's eyes narrowed, probably in disdain, but no emotion could be seen on her face.

I smoothed my long hair and decided to go straight to the point. "I was the one who had ordered someone to throw paint on you."

It was only then that she reacted. However, her reaction was far from what I had anticipated. She looked at me and calmly replied, "Yeah, I figured."

"You figured? Didn't Charles tell you that? Oh no. I'm so stupid!" I exclaimed with feigned guilt.

"Scarlett, please don't be mad at Charles. He only did that to protect me. Please forgive me. It's just that jealousy got the best of me. Don't worry. Everything will be fine once Charles and I get married. We'll have your blessing, right?" I asked with doe eyes.

"Are you done?" Scarlett put the glass on the table and left without waiting for my reply.

With a triumphant smile, I picked up the glass of water and slowly watered the flowers. 'How do you think you'll win against me? By your beauty? Or perhaps your place in Charles's heart? Oh, please. You will never win.'

Once Scarlett was gone, Richard walked up to me and draped a thin coat over my shoulders. "Honey, why did you let Scarlett go so easily?" he asked with a frown.

"Don't worry. Sometimes, just one word is enough to win a battle." I rolled my eyes at him. This is why I detested Richard. He would easily lose his composure. How pathetic.

At that moment, I turned around and touched his face with the tip of my fingers. But in my mind, it was Charles, who was in front of me. "Now, Scarlett knows that Charles hid the truth from her. I'm sure that that would be her last straw. Her beloved man always defends another woman. She must be very sad."

Meanwhile, Richard swallowed hard. Unable to resist my flirtation, he lowered his head and kissed me on the neck.

All of a sudden, Scarlett's hickeys crossed my mind. Disgusted, I pushed Richard away from me, clenched the glass in my hand, and bellowed, "Bitch! Charles has never kissed me. Humph!

That bitch must've enjoyed it!"

'Why is it that Scarlett gets whatever she wants without breaking a sweat while I can't? Even though I've done so much for Charles, he still doesn't love me.'

Jealousy fogged my mind. The next thing I knew, I had smashed the glass on the floor, where it broke into a million pieces. I clenched my hands into fists, and my carefully manicured nails dug into my palm. "Why is Scarlett still alive? I wish she were dead!"

Scarlett's POV:

I ran out of the hospital as fast as I could as if a beast was chasing after me. I did not stop until I had run out of breath.

'Rita had insulted me, and yet Charles still defended her. How much does she mean to him? I knew it. I should've just given up. What was I expecting?'

Rita's words were like a bucket of cold water pouring all over me. It woke me up in an instant. My body could not stop trembling. And somehow, it was difficult for me to breathe. I had never been humiliated like this before. My mind was in a mess. I wanted to flee, but I had no idea where to go.

After pondering for a moment, my gaze fell on the convenience store not far away. Without thinking, I bought two bottles of wine for myself.

Today was a sunny day, but my world was overcast. Even the cold and strong breeze could not blow away my dejection.

I sat on the curb and drank by myself. Meanwhile, a homeless man a few yards away strummed his guitar and sang Yesterday Once More.

"When they got to the part where he's breaking her heart, it can really make me cry..."

As the man hummed quietly, I broke into tears.

I was immersed in my thoughts.

The lyrics in that song just summed up my life. Before I knew it, tears were welling up in my eyes.