Farewell To My Endless Love

Chapter 169 What Does She Want To Do Again

Rita's POV:

I had never been as happy as I was now when I saw news of Scarlett's miscarriage all over the Internet.

I called Richard before I returned home. "Can you pick me up from the airport?"

A long moment of silence later, he replied in a low voice, "Alright."

I was not surprised to see him waiting for me at the exit as soon as I walked out of the airport.

I followed him to the car and sat down on the passenger seat.

I moved closer to him and gazed into his eyes as

I asked, "How have you been doing lately? Did you miss me?"

Richard pursed his lips and remained silent as he started the car and drove.

Chuckling, I placed my hand on his thigh and gently rubbed it.

Instantly, I felt his breaths getting heavier, but he remained expressionless.

I slowly slid my hand to his inner thigh and looped my fingertips along the seam of his trouser.

Richard grabbed my hand and pushed it away before he said in a cold voice, "Don't do that."

But I placed my hand on his shoulder and gently pinched his earlobe with a smile.

"Where are you going?" he asked in a low voice, looking straight at the road.

Ignoring his words, I unfastened my seatbelt and began kissing his neck.

I could feel his body stiffen immediately, so I provocatively nibbled on his earlobe.

Noticing his breaths getting heavier and heavier, I sneered in my heart.

He obviously still had feelings for me, and thinking about it made me happy.

Just when he was about to push me away, I sat back, and smiled at him.

Seeing that there was a red light ahead, Richard immediately turned the car around and sped up, taking a different road.

There was a sparsely populated suburban area nearby. What was he planning to do?

Soon, he stopped the car, and just when I was about to unfasten my seatbelt and get close to him, he said coldly, "Get off the car."

Suspiciously I looked out of the window, and found that we were in the middle of a forest.

Was he intending to have sex with me in the wild?

After getting off the car, I was about to ask him what he wanted to do when he suddenly threw my bag out of the window, started the car, and drove away.

A heavy feeling of shock came to my heart.

How could he leave me alone in a place like that?

'Damn it! He's crazy!'

I was furious, so I took out my phone and called him, but he did not answer.

In a fit of pique, I kicked a rock on the ground. "Shit!"

I finally spotted a car passing by, asked for a lift, and went downtown.

Wanting to find Spencer, I went to his bar.

"What are you doing here? I still haven't gotten even with you over those sleeping pills you gave me," Spencer hissed coldly.

Looking at him with an innocent expression, I asked, "What sleeping pills are you talking about? I don't know anything, Spencer. Did you misunderstand something?"

But he frowned and said, "If you have nothing to say about it, then leave."

I smiled at him and asked him in a concerned voice, "Well, I heard that Scarlett is not in a good condition. I want to know if she's okay now."

"She's put on bed rest," Spencer said with a long face.

"Did she really have a miscarriage?"

"I have no idea," he said in an irritable tone before he turned around, intending to leave.

Seeing that, I tried to persuade him. "Spencer, Scarlett is now going through a really tough time, and she needs someone like you. You should use this opportunity to try and win her back. She married Charles only for the sake of her baby, and now, the baby is gone. It's like God is trying to help you."

Even after that, he silently left with a frown.

Scarlett's POV:

Early that morning, I got a huge package delivered to me. It was a parcel from Rita.

Just when I was about to open it, Janet stopped me. "Don't get too close. We don't know what's in it." Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Saying that, she took the package outside.

A while later, she walked back into the room and put the package on the ground. "I've checked it. There's no problem."

I then took a closer look at its contents and found that it was photos of Rita and Charles. It had a note that read, "Back to the owner".

I turned to Janet and Tracy and said indifferently, "Cut the photos in half, throw the halves with Rita in the trash, and return the halves that have Charles back. Also, make sure to take pictures and send it to the press when you throw it in the trash."

Hearing that, they glanced at each other and gave me a nod.

I then turned to Richard and added, "I want you to take away all the jewelry and the wedding dress that Charles gave her and tell her that they're going back to their owner as well."

"Yes, ma'am," Richard replied respectfully. "Should I tell Mr. Moore about this?"

"No, I'll tell him myself. You know what? Save the dress for Rita, and the rest... you can give them to a charity in my name."

After carefully listening to my orders, Richard gave me a nod and left.

When I went upstairs after finishing my work, I saw that Charles was still asleep.

I walked to him with a chuckle, and he immediately got up and held me in his arms.

Nestling in his arms, I let out a laugh. "I am the one that's pregnant, so why are you sleeping more than me?"

"I haven't had good sleep in a while," Charles whispered in my ear with his eyes closed.

Noticing his under-eye bags, I pitied him.

I kissed his chin lovingly and said, "Rita sent me some photos of you two."

Charles opened his eyes and complained, "What does she want now?"

He then stood up and walked downstairs. I followed him and saw Janet and Tracy cutting the photos like I asked them to.

When I noticed him frowning, my heart clenched.

Was he not pleased with my decision?

While I was lost in thought, he walked to me and kissed the corner of my lips. "Whatever makes you happy."

I looked into his eyes and said nervously, "I also asked Richard to take back the jewelry that you gave Rita, but I told him to leave the wedding dress for her."

With a helpless gaze, he turned to Janet and Tracy, and said, "Get it done quickly."