Farewell To My Endless Love

Chapter 138 Tried On The Wedding Dress

Charles' POV:

Ignoring Ethan's words, I took Scarlett's hand and kissed her again.

"Go and try on the wedding dress," I said with a smile before she could lose her temper.

Then, Ethan's assistant escorted Scarlett to the dressing room.

"You haven't convinced Scarlett yet?" Ethan asked me with a laugh.

I cast a glance at him and decided to keep quiet. However, he continued to smile and added in a serious tone, "I can see that Scarlett loves you very much, but it looks like she's restraining herself. And she must be doing it because she has been badly hurt before."

Upon hearing those words, I frowned and fell in deep thought.

"If you are the one that hurt her, then you might have to be a lot more patient and tender with her to win her over again. Don't use a pregnancy to force a woman to stay with you," Ethan said in a sincere tone.

"I only remember asking you to design a wedding dress. I don't remember asking you for marriage counseling." I glanced at him irritably and continued, "Anyway, what you said does make sense."

Ethan shrugged helplessly with a cheeky smile.

Scarlett's POV:

I put on my wedding dress and walked out of the dressing room in my high-heeled shoes. Afraid that I might stumble and fall, I made sure to be cautious about where I step.

"You look stunning!" Ethan commented as soon as he saw me.

Charles also looked at me in awe.

"Do your shoes not fit?" he asked with a frown.

I shook my head.

Ethan stepped forward, looked at my waist, and said, "It looks like you've gained some weight around the waist area."

Feeling nervous, I immediately turned to Charles. "Charles, what do you think?" Ethan asked him. Upon hearing that, Charles walked up to me and looked at me closely. Subconsciously, I held my breath and tightened my belly.

After staring at my waist for a long time, he finally said calmly, "I don't see any diffidence."

Feeling relieved, I sighed.

"When are you two getting married?" Ethan asked with a smile and raised his eyebrows. "I'm afraid that Scarlett might gain weight later, and it would be a pity if this expensive dress goes to waste."

"I can watch my weight," I said, panicking.

"She has been eating quite a lot lately. But if the dress doesn't fit her later, then you should fix it. That's what I pay you for. She doesn't need to lose weight," Charles said, looking at Ethan with a frown.

"It won't be a problem if you can afford it, Charles." Ethan smiled at us.

After seeing him off, Charles entered the room and continued to look at me.

Seeing him staring at my waist, I nervously whispered, "I will try to get in shape."

"Actually, you feel nice to the touch when you have a little fat in your body," Charles said, touching my waist over the wedding dress.

"I won't look good if I get fat," I said in a low voice, hanging my head.

"You will look good no matter how much you weigh." Charles smiled at me and continued, "But Ethan has overworked himself to make this dress for you."

"This is all your fault. You are so demanding that you tortured that poor designer!" I couldn't help but complain in a low voice.

Charles caressed my waist, and said, "Then I'll torture my wife from now on."

The next second, he began to skillfully move his hands over my body, and I could not resist his touch at all.

He then suddenly lifted me up.

"I can't do it now," I reminded at once, looking into his fierce and hungry eyes.

Charles paused and said impatiently, "Shut up. It's just a kiss. We are not going to do it."

With that, he carried me to the bedroom.

He gently put me down on the bed and started to kiss me.

And when he was about to lose control, he was going to take off my wedding dress.

"Don't... Charles, we can't do it now. It will ruin the wedding dress," I convinced him in a low voice while I kissed the corner of his mouth to please him.

Seeing that, he immediately stopped.

I breathed a sigh of relief as I looked at him with pleading eyes. "I'm hungry."

"Kiss me a little longer. If I'm satisfied, then we can go downstairs and eat." Charles looked at me calmly, waiting for me to respond.

"You always bully me..." I muttered discontentedly.

"Yes, it's fun." Charles nodded with a smile and leaned closer, waiting for me to kiss him.

He had been trying to stifle his desire these past few days. He had not forced me to do anything that I did not want to, so out of pity, I kissed his forehead.

"Thank you for your patience. Just put up with it for a little longer." I kissed his forehead again, feeling sorry for him.

Charles glanced at me and pinched my waist.

When I looked into his lustful eyes, I did not have the heart to refuse him, but now was a special time for us, and I had no choice but to make him suffer.

Charles stared at me for a long time. He then kissed me and said in a deep, hoarse voice, "Let's continue after we eat. You should take off your wedding dress first." "You get up first. I'll change my dress," I said, pushing him away.

Reluctantly, Charles got up, and pulled me up from the bed.

"Charles, help me." While I was trying to unzip the wedding dress, I could not reach the back of the dress, so I had to ask him for help.

"With pleasure," Charles said with a smile. He quickly unzipped the dress for me, but he did not stop there. His hands snaked forward and began to massage my breasts.

"I'm hungry." Saying that, I grabbed his hand to remind him.

Charles cursed under his breath and loosened his grip irritably. He then gently helped me take off the wedding dress and helped me put on my pajamas. C0pyright © 2024 Nôv)(elDrama.Org.

Although he had taken advantage of me many times, the spicy food on the table a while later instantly brightened up my mood.

"Don't you find it spicy?" Charles was clearly surprised to see me eating spicy food.

"No, I think that it's just right," I said with a smile as I took another bite of the spicy pizza. I was so satisfied to savor the spiciness of the food.

"You weren't that crazy about spicy food before." Charles was a little stunned.

"That's because you weren't paying attention to me before." I stopped drinking the soup and smiled to ease the awkwardness.

However, Charles remained silent.

After we finished eating, I sat down on the sofa to read a magazine.

Charles poured himself a glass of wine and sat down beside me, playing with my hair leisurely. All of a sudden, his phone rang, and he answered it indifferently while playing with my hair with his other hand.

A while later, he turned serious. I had a hunch that something bad might have happened.

As soon as he cut the call, I asked with a worried look in my eyes, "What's the matter?"

"The stock price has plummeted."

My heart jolted when I heard that. Was it because of Rita's suicide attempt?

"What should we do now?" I asked subconsciously.

"Do you have any suggestions?" Charles asked.

After thinking for a while, I said through gritted teeth, "An eye for an eye."

Charles' expression darkened but he didn't say anything.

"You don't want to hurt Rita?" I asked nervously.

"No, I just don't want you to get hurt."

I was moved and felt my heart skip a beat.

"Charles, since you are going to announce to the world that I am Mrs. Moore, I will clearly be considered as Rita's enemy," I said to him firmly as I held his hand.

But Charles continued to remain silent.

I was worried. Was he still caring about Rita?

After a long while, Charles nodded in agreement. "Okay. As long as you don't violate the law, you're free to do whatever you want."

Hearing that, I was both surprised and relieved.

"Where are the couple rings? I want us to put them on." Charles changed the subject.

I looked at him with suspicion in my eyes. "It's at my place."

"Let's go and get it together, then," he said in a calm voice before he stood up and escorted me outside.

"What's the rush?" I asked while following him out.

"Let's go back to celebrate Grandma's birthday tonight. I am sure that she would be delighted to see us."

I immediately understood what he meant.

As soon as we arrived at the neighborhood, Charles got a business phone call and left to answer it, so I walked to my house alone.

When I walked closer to the house, I noticed Nate standing by the door. And just like that, my good mood disappeared in an instant.