Farewell To My Endless Love novel Chapter 7

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Scarlett's POV:

I knew that I was dreaming. I was at a wedding, and I was the bride. I was standing right before my groom, but I could not make out his face.

"Achoo!" My own sneeze woke me up. I found myself lying in bed.

I did not know how I got upstairs. The last thing I remembered was that I was with Charles downstairs. After that, nothing. Why was I feeling so dizzy?

I also felt like I was on fire. I tossed the quilt away and tried to get up.

"Don't move," a stern voice commanded from the door.

I turned my head and saw Charles standing there. He was wearing an apron. I had never seen him like that, so I could not help chuckling.

"You caught a cold. Are you hungry? Breakfast will be ready soon." After saying that, he turned around and went downstairs again.

I struggled to get on my feet and went to the bathroom. After washing up, I felt like my head was going to explode and my knees were going to give out. I dragged myself back to bed.

Charles came back before I could curl up under the covers. He brought me a bowl of piping hot porridge with beef and shrimp.

The porridge smelled heavenly, but all I wanted was to sleep.

"I have no appetite. I don't want to eat."

"No, you have to. Come on, get up."

As he spoke, Charles grabbed a pillow and fluffed it on the headboard for me to lean on.

As I tried to prop myself up, my throat itched like hell, and I started coughing violently. He wiped my mouth with some tissues.

"Here. Eat," he said and scooped up some porridge to feed me.

I stared at him in mixed confusion and disbelief. He had never treated me so gently before. What happened? Did he take the wrong medicine last night, so he was not his usual self today?

I had to stop and check if I was still dreaming. After deciding that I was already wide awake, I just opened my mouth and let my husband feed me.

Suddenly, my phone rang. It was Christine calling.

"Hi, Grandma."

"Oh, good, you're up. Hello, dear. I'm calling to invite you and Charles over for dinner tonight. I'll cook for you."

"Grandma, I..." Before I could explain, I started coughing again.

"Scarlett? What's wrong?"

"I'm feeling a bit under the weather, Grandma."

"You're sick? Where's Charles? Is he taking care of you right now? Wait for me, dear. I'll be right there."

I looked up at Charles and whispered. "Grandma's coming over right now."

"All right. Have breakfast first."

He fed me some more porridge.

After finishing my breakfast, I got up, rinsed my mouth, went downstairs, and waited for Christine in the living room. I curled up in the sofa. Soon, Alice and Christine arrived.

"Charles, what happened to Scarlett? You can manage a big group worth hundreds of millions of dollars, yet you can't take good care of your own wife?"

"Grandma, I had a stomachache yesterday. Scarlett took care of me, but she fell asleep on the sofa and caught a cold," Charles explained as he ushered his mother and grandmother in.

"How's your stomach?"

"Much better."

"Then take good care of Scarlett. Take her upstairs. If she's not feeling well, then she should rest in bed."

Hearing Charles's conversation with Christine, I could not help feeling touched. So I did fall asleep downstairs. Obviously, Charles carried me to the bedroom. I just could not remember. And now Christine was asking him to carry me upstairs again.

"It's okay, Grandma. I can go upstairs on my own." Christine turned a deaf ear to me and looked at Charles.

Then, Charles effortlessly scooped me up in his arms.

I had no choice but to wrap my arms around his strong, broad shoulders. He still stared at me coldly, but as soon as our bodies touched, I felt electricity course through my skin and bones. This was the first time that Charles had held me this close while I was sober. I lowered my head and gritted my teeth. I felt hot all over, but somehow, my cheeks felt hotter.

Alice and Christine went upstairs with us and saw all my unpacked clothes.

"What's going on? Why are all your clothes out of the closet, Scarlett?"

"Grandma, I... I'm going to move out. I've found a job." I dodged Christine's eyes.