Farewell To My Endless Love novel Chapter 55

Scarlett's POV:

"Let me go," I said and bit my lip.

"You've been telling me that a lot lately," Charles backfired and flicked me on the forehead with his finger.

"Ouch! That hurt!" I whined. It really did hurt. He had used a lot of strength.

"As it should. If it didn't, you wouldn't learn your lesson at all. I take my eye off you for half a day, and you take up day drinking. You haven't even fully recovered from your last bad hangover, and you're already messing around. What's wrong with you?" Charles flicked me again, venting his annoyance. This time, he only exerted a little strength. His fingers touched my forehead gently like a feather.

"What do you care?" I murmured as the back of my eyes stung. Rita's words kept echoing in my mind, and they sank my heart deeper and deeper.

"You're not a child anymore, but you're acting like some rebellious brat who always makes me worry." Charles pinched my cheek and squinted at me. "This is your last warning, Scarlett. No more drinking, you hear me?"

Once again, I was stunned by the look of genuine concern in Charles's face despite the pointedness of his words.

"Then promise me one thing first," I started and raised my head to meet his gaze.

"No. You don't get to bargain here,"

Charles replied without hesitation. The soft, gentle expression he just wore moments ago was suddenly replaced by that annoying smirk that made me want to beat the hell out of him.

I shot him a furious glance. What was wrong with him? Why was he so supercilious? What was worse, I did not hate him at all.

Damn it! There was nobody in the world that I despised more than myself for that.

Seeing that I fell silent, Charles loosened his grip on my hand and said, "Fine. What do you want? Maybe I'll agree to it if I feel like it."

After thinking for a while, I lowered my head and straightened my dress. "Let's be brother and sister from now on. I'll be a good sister to you, and you'll be a good brother to me."

"I beg your pardon?" Charles asked, gloom suddenly twisting his handsome face.

I stole a glance at him and pressed, "I think it will be good for both of us to have that kind of relationship. That way, we'll still be in each other's lives without the complications."

"That's the worst idea I've ever heard," Charles laughed mirthlessly. Then, he added, "You better not mention that in front of Grandma, or we will have a whole new thing to fight about."

After that, Charles got out of the car. He slammed the door shut on me.

"Hey! Wait for me!" I screamed after him and jumped out of the car. I ran after him, hoping to catch him before he entered the mansion. He was going to marry another woman. The only way I could stay in his life without messing everything up was to be a sister to him.

I panted as I struggled to fall into step beside Charles. Those long, slender legs of his made him move like a gazelle. Looking at him now, I thought that my idea of us being siblings to each other was a stroke of brilliance.

"Hello, Mrs. Moore. Welcome back." The mansion's middle-aged gardener put down his gardening shears and greeted me when we passed by him.

"Good afternoon," I replied with a smile.

At the moment, I felt extremely happy. I felt like I finally won against Charles this time, and I did not care if our little fight was pointless and silly. The rose bushes in the mansion's garden were in full bloom, and I thought that they were the most beautiful flowers I had ever seen planted in someone's residence.

In the living room, Christine was cutting and arranging some flowers on a small table. They were champagne roses, which were just air freighted from Germany, and they exuded a fresh and clean fragrance. Charles sat on the sofa on the other side and drank the coffee that one of the servants brought him. Seeing me come in, he shot me a cold stare.

I narrowed my eyes at him. It did not matter whether or not he was in a good mood. I walked into the room leisurely.

"Hello, dear. Come sit with me," Christine said, smiling at me, and patted the chair beside her.

I walked over and took the seat. Then, I said,

"Grandma, Charles and I have just made a decision."