Farewell To My Endless Love novel Chapter 8

Husband

Charles's POV:

I did not want to retreat. In fact, I wanted to get even closer. As Scarlett and I stared into each other's eyes, I felt an overwhelming desire to hold her.

But before I could, she pressed her hand against my chest and pushed me away.

She opened her mouth. She looked like she wanted to say something but decided against it. Suddenly, the thought of her fanatic French pursuer crossed my mind, and it pissed me off.

Did she also push him away when he tried to hold her?

Or was it only me that she did not want close?

All these thoughts shoved me to the brink of my sanity, and the more I looked at Scarlett, the more I wanted to grab her, kiss her, and take her. I wanted to own her as a husband should his wife.

But then, as if the universe were conspiring against me, my phone rang.

I cursed under my breath. I wanted to reject the call, but seeing Rita's name, I picked up.

Only then did I realize how ridiculous I was being just now.

I loved Rita. What the hell was I thinking wanting Scarlett like that?

"Hello?" I loosened my tie and walked away from the bed. I took a few deep, steadying breaths before answering Rita's call.

"Hi, Charles. I'm not feeling so well today. I feel so exhausted that I can't even walk. I'm scared, Charles. I feel like I'm about to die. Am I going to die?"

"It's all right, Rita. You'll be fine. You just need to rest."

"I don't want to be home alone. Will you come keep me company, please?"

As I listened to Rita choke her pleas to me over the phone, I turned my head to look at Scarlett. She had gotten up from bed and was now tidying up her clothes.

She caught a cold last night and had been burning up since this morning, but I had never heard her complain. She moved about and did what she had to do like she was not sick.

It made me wonder how she and Rita could be so different when they were both women.

"I have something important to deal with at the office today, and I don't think I can get out of it. Just don't think too much, okay? Get some rest. You'll feel better after you take a nap."

I tried my best to comfort Rita. I felt guilty about not coming to her, but at the same time, I did not want to see her today. There was only too much of her sobbing and worrying that I could take. I did not want to spend my free time absorbing her negative energy.

I hung up the phone and looked at Scarlett. "Are you feeling better?" "What?" She was so stunned by my question that she dropped some other clothes on the way to her suitcase.

"I'm asking if you're feeling better," I repeated myself, which I did not normally do. Still, I tried convincing myself that I was not making concessions for Scarlett out of romantic love. She was still my family. I still cared about her.

Scarlett's POV:

"Are you feeling better?" Charles asked. I failed to respond immediately because I was not expecting the question. I dropped some of my clothes that I was packing and hurriedly picked them up. Rita just called him. He should be running off to her right now instead of asking about how I felt.

After all, I was just a woman who was destined to be a tiny speck in his past. I was nothing but a mere passer-by in his infinite world.