Farewell To My Endless Love novel Chapter 65

Scarlett's POV:

"Charles, what do you want to say to me? Well, whatever it is, we can talk about it inside." Nate rubbed his hands.

"It's about Rita." After saying that, Charles grabbed my hand and escorted me out of the room.

And Nate followed us closely. His hair was neatly combed and he was wearing frameless glasses, which made it obvious that he was a shrewd businessman.

"Mr. Lively, it's been a while, right?" There was a hint of elegance in the way Charles stood casually with one hand in his trouser pocket. Normally, he would be cold and aloof in front of outsiders. I secretly poked his palm. Without looking at me, he pinched my palm softly in order to make me feel comforted.

"Yes. What's the matter with Rita?" With a kind smile on his lips, Rita's father took out a cigarette and handed it to Charles.

Instead of taking the cigarette from him, Charles gave him a cold glance and said in a serious tone, "I will take care of the problem between me and Rita. I hope you stay out of it. You should just enjoy your life and not worry about us. Our lives are for us to worry about."

"Why are you saying such things? I am only worried that you might not be able to handle it." Embarrassed, Nate withdrew the cigarette, but he continued to smile, unbothered by Charles ¹ indifference.

"Just leave it to me, Mr. Lively." Saying that, Charles pursed his lips, his eyes filled with coldness. "And please, don't pester Scarlett again. She has just come to Los Angeles and does not know a lot of things here, so if you need anything, then I suggest you come to me."

Nate squinted his eyes at him, preparing to light his cigarette. After hearing Charles' words, he turned to me in confusion. "Scarlett, what did you say to him? Why is he saying such a thing to me? Is it wrong for me to care about you youngsters as an elder?"

Hearing his words, I felt sickened by his hypocrisy. Even though he knew that he was an elder, he had so brazenly asked me to be his mistress before. Turning away from him, I whispered to Charles, "Let's go."

Just when he was about to take me away from there, Nate stopped him.

The smile on Nate's lips disappeared as he looked at me with maliciousness in his eyes and asked, "Scarlett, you haven't answered my question yet. Can't I look after you as an elder? Do you look down on me and the Lively family?" Deliberately exaggerating the facts, Nate was trying to accuse me of being arrogant. His shamelessness left me speechless and stunned. Rita and her father were birds of a feather.

"Mr. Lively, I respect you because you are an elder, so don't try to push your luck. Please take good care of your family. I don't think you will be able to bear the consequences if the Lively family collapses. Scarlett is my wife, and you need to keep that in mind," Charles hissed, standing in front of me.

No one would dare to provoke Charles, not only because he had the Moore family backing him up, but also because he was a really powerful man. After only several years of his management, the Moore Group was now flourishing very well. More importantly, Charles was a ruthless business tycoon.

Nate's eyes showed a hint of panic when he faced Charles' wrath, and he had no choice but to keep silent.

Ignoring him, Charles took me away from there with a snort.

Looking at his back, I was having mixed feelings. Everything that he just said kept echoing in my mind. I never expected Charles to protect me like a guardian angel. My heart was full of bittersweet emotions, and tears streamed down my cheeks uncontrollably.

"Let's go home," he said to me.

"Alright," I replied him in a low voice, sniffling.

Charles suddenly stopped walking, and I bumped into his back. "What's the matter?

Are you crying?" He turned around and held my face in his hands, observing my eyes lovingly.

"No." I tried to avoid eye contact with him as I did not want to admit that his words had moved me, and I was now crying because of it. I was actually embarrassed to admit that even though it was true.

However, my red eyes betrayed me, and he looked at me with a sense of pride in his heart. "Are you enchanted by me? You can just marry

me."

I snorted, "You wish!"

"Well, yes... I actually forgot that we're already married." With a faint nod, Charles stroked my head dotingly.

And that very instant, my heart melted into a puddle.

He stopped once we reached his house. I looked at him hesitantly, wondering, 'Is he not going to send me back home?'

"Don't look at me like I kidnapped you! I'm just hungry, so I want to eat the food that you cook," Charles said righteously as though he could read my mind.

"What would you like to eat?"

Since I had not eaten much at dinner, I also felt hungry when I heard him mention that.

However, instead of answering my question, he held my hand and kissed it.

My fingertips felt soft, and I shrank back. "Don't kiss me like that for no reason!"