Charles' POV:
Disappointment instantly filled up in my heart as soon as I read that sentence.
"Okay." Although I was a little reluctant, I forced a smile and continued, "If you need anything, just write
me a note."
Seeing Scarlett's expressions soften a little, I felt happy, thinking that I had found a way to please her.
I thought that it won't take long for her to start trusting me again.
I then approached the bed again and looked at the twins. "When did Scarlett get pregnant with them?"
I had always been careful when we had sex, and I used protection every time. I hadn't wanted to get
Scarlett pregnant again, because I wanted to spend some quality time with her. But God had planned
something else for us altogether.
Looking at the twins' sleeping faces, I couldn't help but adore them.
All of a sudden, my phone rang, and I cut the call at once. I wouldn't let anyone spoil my time with my
family.
However, to my surprise that person kept calling me.
"You'd better answer. It's not easy to get Jerry and Jason to sleep, so don't wake them up," Scarlett
reminded me, and I had no choice but to answer the phone.
"What is it?"
"Mr. Moore, about tonight's business dinner..."
"Stop calling me. Just call Amy if you have any doubts." With that, I hung up the phone rudely and
turned to my wife and sons.
Staring at her, I felt as though there was a pulse of electricity passing through my body. My gaze fell on
her lips and neck. Everything about her was a fatal temptation and I suddenly felt the urge to kiss her.
Just when I was about to approach her, James, who was playing with his toys until that moment,
suddenly shouted, "Daddy, play with me!"
I was about to say no, but then an idea occurred to me. Pretending to be gentle, I turned to my son,
and said, "James, how about we play a new game?"
"Okay! I love games!" James clapped his hands excitedly.
"Good! Now cover your eyes and don't open them until I say you can, okay?"
"Is it hide and seek?"
"Sort of."
Upon hearing my answer, James covered his eyes with hands, and the room became quiet again.
I quietly walked two steps forward and held Scarlett's waist tightly. "What are you doing? Help!" she
whispered.
Lowering my head, I said in a hoarse voice, "You're killing me, aren't you?"
Before she could say another word, I held her waist, tilted her head softly, leaned in, and kissed her.
Scarlett's POV:
Charles kissed me passionately. Afraid that James might open his eyes, I did not dare to move. I could
only stand still and let Charles kiss me.
After a long time, my tongue was numb and I could hardly breathe. Only then did Charles let go of my
lips, but he continued to hold me.
We were being intimate with each other after a very long time, which made me feel like my heart was
about to jump out of my chest. I leaned on his chest, completely forgetting to push him away.
"Daddy, what's the game?" James' childish question flustered me and I struggled to break free from
Charles' embrace.
He looked at me with a snicker, embarrassing me even more. I reached out my hand, wanting to hit
him. However, he tightly held my hand and said in a low voice, "You can hit me as much as you want
once the kids leave."
"You!" Furious, I withdrew my hand, not wanting to look at him or talk to him anymore.
"You broke the rule first. You just spoke! And that's why I kissed you as a punishment." Charles' mellow
voice coming from behind me was like a fatal temptation, causing my heart to race.
That afternoon, Alice and Christine came to the hospital to see me.
"Scarlett, how are you feeling now?" Sitting on the edge of my bed, Christine seemed to be really
worried.
"I feel much better now," I replied, holding her hand.
"This is all Charles' fault. I will help you teach him a lesson," she said, glaring at Charles.
"Kneel down and apologize to Scarlett!"
I immediately said, "No, its fine."
However, Charles obediently got down on one knee, and said, "I'm sorry."
He was a very decisive man in the corporate world, and seeing him kneeling down in front of me with
his head lowered made my heart ache, and I couldn't speak for a while.
Christine slapped him on the shoulder repeatedly, scolding him, "You bastard, don't always bully
Scarlett. She gave birth to your children and she has suffered a lot because of you. You must be good
to her, do you understand?"
"I do." Charles was still kneeling down on the ground.
"Have you ever sincerely apologized to Scarlett?" Alice asked, all of a sudden, interrupting them.
"Honey, I am sorry. Please forgive me. I will be good to you from now on, so don't be mad at me."
Charles' tone was extremely gentle. He stood up slowly and walked up to me.
Looking at him, I recalled the cruel words that he had said to me right before I fainted that day. And
suddenly, the idea of acting like we were reconciled in front of the elders vanished from my mind.
Hence, I didn't answer him.
However, Christine continued to mediate, "If you are angry, just vent it on him. I will support you."
Pursing my lips, I made up my mind. "I want a divorce. Can you help me with that, Grandma?"
Christine fell silent for a long time. It was clear that she wasn't expecting me to say that.
A moment later, she turned to Charles, who was looking pale, and questioned, "What on earth did you
do to her? Why does she want a divorce so badly? What's going to happen to the kids if you two
divorce?"
"I will never divorce her," Charles said to Christine before he turned to me and added calmly, "Divorce
has never even occurred to me ever since the day we got married."
I couldn't figure out what was on his mind because his expression and his tone was so calm as though
he was talking about the weather.
I turned to Christine, and said, "Grandma, please allow me to divorce Charles and take the children
away."
"How could I let that happen?" Christine frowned, looking at me in disbelief.
Alice also echoed, "I can't live without my grandkids."
"Yes. Besides, how will you manage to live on your own with three kids? We are not going to let you go
anywhere. Alice and I will help you take care of the babies. You can focus on your career if you want."
Christine was trying her best to persuade me.
"Grandma, I've already made up my mind. I want to get a divorce and leave with my children."
"No, I can't listen to this any longer. My head hurts!" As soon as Christine said that, she covered her
forehead with hand and Alice rushed to her to support her.
"Grandma, are you okay?" I also got out of bed and tried to help her up.
Christine pushed my hand away and said, "I'm fine. I'll go home and rest. Alice, take the kids with us.
Let Scarlett and Charles talk things through."
"Okay." Alice helped Christine walk out of the ward before she turned to Tracy and Janet, ordering
them to take the kids away.
Feeling helpless, I let them leave the ward. The room fell silent once again.
When I turned around, I saw Charles glaring at me.
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