Farewell To My Endless Love

Chapter 208 I'm Sorry

Charles's POV:

I opened the door without letting go of Scarlett. Then, I closed the door behind me, and the Moore mansion fell into silence. The only light source was the dim yellow lamp on the side. My piercing gaze became softer the longer I stared at her. Her red and plump lips looked so alluring to me. At this moment, there was nothing in the world that I wanted more than to kiss her.

Although I did not drink, I felt like I was intoxicated. Without thinking, I lowered my head and kissed her. Our lips intertwined with each other. And when we touched, I felt a strong urge to get more of her.

Scarlett tried to push me away. "Stop... Grandma and the others might see us," she said breathlessly.

"Don't worry. They took James to the park." I held her by the waist with one hand and held the back of her head with the other. Once again, I indulged myself in her lips. I could smell the scent of her body as we kissed, and excitement washed over me. At this moment, I took a look at her. I was disappointed to see that while I was enjoying myself, she was just staring at me with her eyes wide open.

"Close your eyes when we kiss," I grumbled.

Scarlett mumbled something in response, but I did not hear what she had said because of my fervent kiss. I could not seem to get enough of her.

But then, I suddenly let her go. I was afraid that I would not be able to control myself if this went on.

"I'm hungry," Scarlett complained.

I was stunned. But then, an idea occurred to me. With a sly smile, I moved closer to her and whispered in her ear, "Do you want to have dinner or have sex with me first?"

Her eyes widened in shock.

Our faces were only an inch away from each other. I could hear her breathing. But for some reason, she was holding her breath.

A deafening silence fell between us. A few moments later, Scarlett looked away and said, "I... I don't want to eat. Get off of me."

Albeit reluctant, I decided to let her go. But just as I did so, she ran away from me. Her actions piqued my annoyance, so I trapped her against the wall.

"Charles, I want some warm water. The roller coaster and everything still made me feel sick," she asked while looking at me her doe eyes.

However, her eyes betrayed her.

I pressed my forehead against hers and looked into her eyes. "I don't believe you. You just want to run away from me, do you?"

Her face turned redder. All of a sudden, I felt an urge to kiss her again. Just as I was getting closer and closer to her, she suddenly looked behind me and screamed in horror.

"AH! Charles, there's a big spider on the wall! Look!"

"A spider? Are you sure?" I asked in disbelief. How could a spider enter my house?

"Yes! Quick! It's crawling towards us. Hurry up, and kill it!"

The terror on Scarlett's face was convincing. Thinking that what she had said might be true, I turned around to look at the said spider. But the moment I looked away, she pushed me.

Before I could process what had just happened, she had already run to the door. I did not know whether to laugh or cry. But no matter what tricks she played, I would not let her get away from me. With that, I strode forward and pulled her into my arms, like an eagle catching its prey. "Where's the spider? Are you thinking of escaping again?"

Scarlett laughed awkwardly and reasoned out, "Oh, sorry. I thought it was a spider. You know what? Why don't we eat dinner now? I'm starving." She tried to talk her way out, but I remained unmoved. Her red face was quite amusing, though.

"Really? But you sound like you want to have some fun with me first." I grabbed her waist and carried her on my shoulder.

"Charles, what are you doing? Put me down!" Scarlett pounded on my shoulder in protest, but it aroused my sexual desire even more.

I carried her all the way to the bedroom. When we reached the door, I kicked it open and then threw her on the bed. She must have realized what would happen next. She crawled to the foot of the bed in an attempt to get away from me. In my eyes, she looked adorable. With a chuckle, I pulled her back and pinned her to the bed.

"Scarlett, please... I've really missed you..." I whispered in her ear.

Scarlett did not struggle anymore. She just looked at me in the eye with her beautiful eyes.

Without another word, I lowered my head and kissed her again, leaving her no chance to say no. But this time, I was gentle. I indulged myself and let the fire inside me burn.

Even though Scarlett had been trying to push me away, there was no way she could resist me. I held her tightly and kissed her more passionately, giving her no chance to refuse. Before I knew it, my hands had wandered on her body and begun to tear her clothes.

All of a sudden, I tasted blood in my mouth. It was not until I felt a strong sense of pain did I let her go.

'Damn it! How could she bite me?!' I exclaimed inwardly.

With her body trembling slightly, Scarlett looked away and reminded me, "Charles, we're already divorced..."

"Please don't reject me. You know how much I want you." I looked at her intently, trying to find her true feelings in her eyes. However, she still pushed me away.

Although it hurt, I held her in my tight embrace and reassured her, "I'll take responsibility for you."

I kissed her earlobe as I spoke. A few moments later, I felt her body relax, so I finally loosened my grip on her. Unable to take it any longer, I took off my coat and then my trousers.

"Hang on." I reached out to the bedside table and took out a condom from the top drawer.

We already had James. To me, one child was enough. I did not want to have another child who would only disturb our precious time together.

The anticipation was killing me as I tried to tear the condom packet.

But no matter how hard I tried, I could not tear the packet.

I took a look at Scarlett and found that she had bolted to the door yet again.

She had tried to slip away from me every chance she got. Unfortunately for her, I would not let her.

I merely took two strides, and I caught her in my arms again. "I won't let you escape."

Scarlett's face was a little red in embarrassment, but she still looked up at me defiantly. "We're already divorced! You can't touch me anymore!" "I don't care. You'll always be mine."

"You're wrong!"

"I'm not," I argued stubbornly. We were like a child fighting over a toy.

The next moment, I gave her a long and lingering kiss again. She tried to punch me, but I nimbly blocked her attacks. She could only twist her body in protest, but her struggles were all in vain. "Scarlett, you're mine," I announced with a triumphant smile.

Perhaps Scarlett had gotten tired. Or maybe, she was moved by my words. She finally stopped punching me. At this moment, I was content. In my eyes, every second with her was worthwhile.

While we were immersed in each other's presence, my phone suddenly rang. I held her in one hand and answered the call with the other.

"What is it?" I asked impatiently.

"Boss, we're now at the Moore mansion," Janet said respectfully. She was implying that the happy time was over.

"Got it." I hung up the phone as soon as I finished speaking. My excitement and elation burst at once.

"Is James back?" Scarlett asked in a low voice.

"Yes."

"I see. I'll bring him here now."

"No. Just stay here with me for a while." I did not want to let her go just yet. I wanted her to stay with me a little longer.

Scarlett's POV:

Charles was half-naked. His warm body was pressing against mine. I had stopped struggling and just let his hands wander on my body to his heart's content.

But the more intimate we became, the more uneasy I felt.

Instead of letting my desire get ahold of me, my mind wandered off. The scene where my father was desperately begging Charles before he died crossed my mind. It still bugged me to this day, especially when I recalled how heartless Charles was at that time.

At the thought of this, I pushed Charles away with all my might. The bewilderment on his face brought a pang to my heart, but I had already made up my mind. "We should keep a distance from each other."

"What are you saying?" Charles asked in a hurt tone.

"I'm sorry." I wanted to remind him that we were already divorced, but I stopped myself when I saw his dejection. Even if I did not tell him, I was sure he knew what I was talking about.

After a long period of silence, Charles finally let go of me. "I'm going to take a shower." Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

I was in a daze as I watched him let go of me and go to the bathroom. I unconsciously touched my sore lips, and my eyes fell on the condom packet on the bed. Perhaps Charles and I should not see each other in the future. We would only torment each other in the end.

It took me a while before I got ahold of myself. And when I did, I hurriedly put on my clothes and went downstairs at once.