Farewell To My Endless Love novel Chapter 90

Charles' POV:

I kicked the door open. What I saw next made my blood boil. Without thinking, I strode over and threw a chair at Nate. His eyes widened, and he scampered at the sight of me.

However, I grabbed his collar and kicked him many times on his vital parts, which sent him curled up in pain.

Nate stumbled to the floor and tried to stand up, but I did not let him get away. I punched him several times more and hit his head on the floor. "I have warned you before," I reminded in a cold and menacing tone.

He was in so much pain that he could not fight back, much less move. One of his teeth had fallen, and blood oozed out of the corner of his mouth. "Sp... spare me," he implored.

"This is just the beginning." I warned as I kicked him again and again.

"Charles... help me..." Scarlett called weakly.

I snapped back to reality when I heard her voice. I immediately let go of Nate, rushed to Scarlett's aid, and carried her in my arms.

Half of her face had been beaten black and blue, and there was a strangulation mark on her neck. My heart broke as I gazed at her curled up in my arms. Seeing that the woman that I loved so much was treated like this, I kicked Nate hard again on the way out.

The driver who was waiting outside the restaurant was mortified to see Scarlett like this. He immediately opened the door for us, no questions asked.

Once we were in the car, the driver turned to me and asked, "Mr. Moore, shall we go to the hospital?"

"Go to the Empire Hotel and call a female doctor," I ordered in a low voice.

I took Scarlett to the presidential suite of the hotel. She must be in excruciating pain that she kept groaning all the way.

I wanted to undress her to see if she had other injuries aside from what I had seen earlier, but she stopped me.

"Honey, let me check if you're okay," I whispered reassuringly.

Scarlett's eyes fluttered open. The instant she saw me, she shrank back and moved her hand away.

I touched her neck gently. "Why did you go out to see Nate?"

"Do you think I want to see him?" Scarlett retorted in an aggrieved tone. She then paused for a second and, all of a sudden, broke into tears. "I wanted to leave!"

For a second, I felt like boiling water was being poured over my heart, but the pain radiated to my body. It was then that I realized how helpless and terrified Scarlett must have been. I held up her face and kissed her forehead lovingly to somehow ease her distress. "This will never happen again. But Scarlett... why didn't you call me in advance?"

Speaking of which, my grievance became annoyance. Scarlett had always been stubborn and willful. She never relied on me, even if her safety was at stake.

"It was too late," Scarlett glumly replied.

"Scarlett, from now on, I want you to tell me every time you go see someone." I laid Scarlett down on the hotel bed and started unbuttoning her pants.

"No, you can't do this." Scarlett pushed my hand away and bit her lips. Her face was also red, probably from shame. "Don't look at me."

I snorted. "But you're hurt."