Farewell To My Endless Love

Chapter 142 Cleared Up The Misunderstanding

Scarlett's POV:

Charles suddenly called me and told me that he wanted to take me out to eat.

Upon hearing that, Alice cheerfully helped me dress up, saying that I must dress well for a date.

I let her help me get dressed after seeing that she was really excited about the idea.

As soon as I walked out of the house, the driver drove me to the hotel, where Charles was waiting for me in a private dining room.

I was discomfited by his intense gaze.

"Mom helped me choose this outfit," I said in a low voice as I pulled my dress awkwardly.

"The dress is too short," Charles said in an unpleasant tone, frowning.

"I think it's beautiful," Spencer praised sincerely.

"Thank you," I replied with a sheepish grin.

Charles put his coat on me, and said, "Put it on. You'll catch a cold."

He then made me sit beside him.

"You've seen her wear such beautiful dresses whenever you're at home with her, and yet you pull a long face when other people see her like that."

"Yes, you have so many rules for your wife, but you are not careful enough with your own actions, and you often do things to make her misunderstand you."

Spencer and David teased Charles.

The more I heard them talk, the more I felt that something was strange. Didn't Charles just invite me for dinner?

"Scarlett, I have something to explain to you on Charles' behalf," Spencer said.

With a frown, I looked at Charles. Why couldn't he tell me directly? And why did he have to ask his friend for help?

"I am sure you know about what happened last night, but you might have misunderstood Charles because we were with him at that time. I can assure you that there's nothing going on between him and Rita, and we are witnesses for it."

"Yes, Scarlett. The news reports were false. In fact, Charles completely ignored her and even said some harsh things to her," David explained. "Seeing how angry he was yesterday, even I was a little scared," Spencer said, patting his chest in fear.

Then they both explained what had happened last night. Hearing that, I sighed helplessly.

"So that's why you asked me out today?" I asked calmly, looking at Charles.

Charles nodded and began to drink with a fretful look.

Spencer poured him another glass of wine when he saw that his glass was empty.

"Don't drink too much. After all, you are planning for a baby now," David said and was about to take away the wine glass, but Spencer stopped him.

"Scarlett became sad because of him, so that's his punishment!" Saying that, Spencer poured Charles another glass of wine.

Charles looked at them in silence, acquiescing in what Spencer said.

Just then, a waitress knocked on the door, and entered.

"Hello, sir. The surveillance video has been sent to your phone," she said, bowing her head as she handed the phone to Spencer and left.

"Scarlett, take a look," Spencer said, pushing the phone towards me.

In the video, Rita kept pulling Charles's sleeve, but he seemed to be clearly displeased with her, and his long face looked terrible. It was exactly like what Spencer and David said.

Watching the video, I had mixed feelings.

"David and I are going out to buy some cigarettes." Spencer stood up and put his arm around David's shoulder, ready to leave.

"Do you have to buy cigarettes together?" I teased them, understanding their intention.

"Of course, we should! We are good buddies, who are inseparable," David said, putting his arm around Spencer's shoulder.

They both smiled at me and left, leaving me alone with Charles.

The atmosphere was a little awkward, and Charles continued to stare at me in silence.

Without saying anything to him, I lowered my head and began to eat the fruit.

"I want to eat, too," Charles said all of a sudden, still looking at me.

Upon hearing that, I quickly fed him a piece of fruit.

"I don't like this." Looking at the piece of orange in my hand, he shook his head.

I glanced at him before I put the orange into my mouth without saying anything.

All of a sudden, he kissed me, and the taste of the orange exploded in my mouth, sweet and fresh with a tinge of bitterness.

He kissed me so hard that I felt like I had lost my strength.

It was a long time before he finally let go of me, and the orange in my mouth had disappeared, but I could not tell if I ate it or if he did.

"I'm sorry. Please don't be angry. There is nothing going on between Rita and I," Charles said in a magnetic and gentle voice as he put his head on my shoulder.

"I am sorry for misunderstanding you," I said with a sigh.

"You don't have to apologize. I am more than happy to see that you're not mad at me." With a smile on his lips, he kissed me gently on the forehead.

We had a pleasant and relaxing dinner. We recalled a lot of things that had happened when we were kids.

After dinner, when were about to leave, the staff walked to Spencer in a hurry, and said, "Miss Lively is downstairs. And she's..."

I took a look at Charles subconsciously, and when I saw his indifferent look, I understood that he did not care about Rita at all.

The four of us walked out of the private dining room and stood in front of the guardrail, watching what was going on downstairs.

Richard was fighting several men. His face was injured since he was outnumbered. Rita, on the other hand, was drinking red wine as though nothing happened. She didn't seem to care about Richard's injury at all. Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

I frowned at this scene. I was a little displeased with her for being so cold-blooded, but at the same time, I also pitied Richard.

"Should we help?" Spencer asked, looking at Charles.

"This is your hotel," Charles replied indifferently.

Spencer turned to me, as if he was begging for my opinion. I figured out that he wanted to stop them, but he was also afraid that Charles might not agree with him.

"Charles is right. This is indeed your hotel," I said with a shrug.

With a sigh, Spencer said to the staff member beside him, "Get them under control. If they break something accidentally, then I will have to suffer the losses."

As soon as the staff member walked downstairs, Spencer pointed at the group of men, and said to the security guard, "Take them to the police station."

Richard was badly injured, so he limped to Rita, and grabbed her hand. "Come with me."

However, Rita looked at me with a gloomy smile before she shook off his hand and pointed at me, egging him on to fight. "Go and kill her now to avenge your child. As long as you kill her, I will marry you."

"Are you crazy? What are you even talking about? You killed the baby yourself. It has nothing to do with others," Richard shouted at her in shock.

Spencer walked up to Rita and said in a disappointed tone, "For the sake of our friendship, I won't report you to the police, so please leave."

Rita glanced at him indifferently but she did not say anything. She finished the wine in her glass before she walked to me.

"Rita, don't make trouble!" David warned with a frown.

Ignoring him, she pointed at me, and asked Charles, "You choose her or me?"

"Move your hand aside. Don't point at my wife," Charles said coldly and pulled me away to leave.

"If you leave, then I will jump off this building!" Rita threatened.

I stopped, turned around, and reminded her kindly, "If you die, then Charles will be all mine. If you survive, but end up disabled, then we will support you for the rest of your life."

"Scarlett, you are such a vicious woman! You will definitely face a miserable end," Rita roared, pointing her finger at me.

"You should go first," I said to Charles, ignoring her angry words.

"No," Charles refused with a frown, unwilling to leave.

"What? Are you afraid that I might hurt her?" I teased him with a smile.

He looked at me and said, "I'm afraid that she might hurt you."

I looked at him with a smile as I whispered in Rita's ear, "Charles is my man."

"I will take him back by all means." Gritting her teeth, Rita glared at me.

"Don't embarrass yourself more than you already do," I reminded her with a smile.

Rita slumped to the floor with a pale face. I then took Charles' arm and left.

On our way home, I looked at him and asked, "Is Richard still working for you?"

"No, he is a free man now," he replied flatly.

"So Richard is still with her because he has slept with her, right?" I said.

"Yes."

"Richard is so loyal and affectionate. He is always on Rita's side, no matter what happens." I suddenly let out a sigh.

"You always praise others, but not me," Charles complained with a cold look in his eyes.

"Oh, you are such a faithful and affectionate man. Richard can't even hold a candle to you. Even God would want to praise you when he sees how deeply you love me," I praised him, knowing that he was jealous.

"Since I'm so faithful and you love me so much, can you please reward me?" Charles asked with a smile, looking at me with his lustful eyes.

I rolled my eyes helplessly and looked at him in a daze. "Now I'm really curious. How did you deal with your sexual desire when you were single?"

"I was not interested in such things before I met you. After having such wonderful sex with you, I can't help but want more," he said in a serious tone before he leaned in and kissed me passionately.