Farewell To My Endless Love

Chapter 174 Let's Divorce

Scarlett's POV:

Struggling to wake up from my nightmare, I stared at the ceiling until I gradually pulled myself together.

I heard a sound coming from beside me and looked at Charles speechlessly.

When I saw his expression, I immediately figured out that he had already looked at those photos and he had heard the audio.

"Do you care to explain?" My throat was dry as I said those words, but my heart hurt me more.

After a long silence, he asked, "Are you going to believe me if I explain it?"

I stared at him for a long time before I finally made up my mind and said, "Let's get divorced..."

I felt like the air around me was freezing cold. It suddenly felt like there was an invisible pair of hands, strangling me.

Unable to look at the man in front of me, I lowered my head.

"Okay..." Charles said in a low voice after a long time.

The entire world around me fell silent at that moment. It felt like Charles and I were in two different worlds. My heart was aching so badly that it almost seemed like someone was stabbing me through the chest, but I knew that divorce was probably the best choice for us now.

Three weeks passed, and Charles and I went to the lawyer's office to complete our divorce procedure.

Thinking that it might take a really long time, I had set aside the whole day, but I was surprised to find that the procedure was over quickly.

Only when I walked out of the lawyer's office, it hit me that Charles and I would have nothing to do with each other anymore.

"I'm still the father of our child, so you can come to me whenever you need anything," he whispered in my ear.

Without answering him, I looked into his eyes while a sudden cloud of sadness engulfed my heart.

Sometimes, fate could really play cruel tricks on people...

Time passed quickly, and I was almost nearing the delivery date. Charles had been with me to help me through it.

I had been in the hospital for nearly a week now, but the baby was not about to come yet. Seeing that, the doctor told me that if I was not giving birth in the next twenty four hours, then he might have to give me an injection of oxytocin.

But that very night, I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my belly.

"Charles..." I shouted in panic.

Charles immediately stood up and asked in a worried tone, "What's wrong? Does your belly hurt?"

I pursed my lips and nodded while he pressed the bell. The next second, a group of medical staff entered the room.

He followed me to the delivery room and held my hand to help me cheer up a little.

I felt the pain in my belly getting stronger and stronger with each second. Charles seemed to be really agitated and restless. I have never seen him look so worried before.

"Scarlett, don't be afraid. Everything is going to be fine." Although he was clearly panicking, he still tried to comfort me.

All of a sudden, I felt the worst pain I had ever experienced, and something came out of me.

The next moment, a loud cry shook the room, and the doctor said, "The baby is out!"

Struggling to look at my baby, I closed my eyes, and fell asleep from the exhaustion.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw Charles playing with our sleeping baby with a gently smile.

He looked at me and asked in a low voice, "Have you picked out a name for him yet?"

"No," I answered in a hoarse voice.

Looking at me cautiously, Charles said, "We'll call him James Moore, then. What do you think?"

And I nodded in agreement.

After staring at me for a long time, he suddenly asked, "Scarlett, do you still hate me?"

I thought about it for a while before I replied, "No."

The room fell into silence again. Charles played with our son while I was on the bed, lost in thought.

I went to see Lily as soon as I was discharged.

Richard had found out that she had been the one who had sent the package, so I wanted to ask her something directly.

However, when I saw her bulging belly, I was a little stunned.

"Are you pregnant?" I asked, looking at her pale face.

Lily nodded. "It's Nate's child."

"How could it be..." Her words shocked me.

She touched her belly with a smile. "As long as I give birth to the baby, Nate will give me a hundred million dollars."

I was not really interested to know about that, so I asked, "Why do you hate Charles and Rita so much?" Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

With a smile of mockery, she said, "After Rita found out that I was dating Nate, she sent someone to my house to make trouble. My mother's blood pressure was unstable at that time, and because of what Rita did, she died of a heart attack. Why would I not hate her? And I did not hate Charles at first, but after my mom passed, I began to hate every single one of those so-called upper class people. And I despised them because they were completely ruthless, playing with women like they're disposable and using their power to get whatever they wanted..."

Lily was so emotional that her eyes turned red. Gritting her teeth, she continued, "Since I'm having a hard time, I did not want to let them have a good life. So I continued to seduce Nate while I quietly dealt with my mother's funeral. I thought that Nate would know a lot of secrets that were enough for me to drive a wedge between you and Charles. But I didn't expect him to expose such a big one. So I secretly took some photos after he fell asleep that night, and I sent them to you along with the audio that I had secretly recorded before."

After hearing that, I gave her a nod and said, "Thank you for letting me know."

"Actually, I was so sure that you two are going to divorce. The Moore family did not help your dad when he was in danger, and they are just as cold -blooded as your father's murderer."

"You'd better worry about yourself. I don't think Rita is going to let you go so easily." I could not help but feel a little upset. Our divorce was not made public, and I was still wearing my wedding ring. But for some reason, I felt like I was deceiving myself.

"I'm not afraid of her." It seemed that Lily was not taking Rita seriously at all.

Without saying more, I left.

On our way back, I asked Janet, "How often does Charles expect you to report to him?"

"Once every hour," Janet answered subconsciously.

But when she realized that she said something that she should not have, she quickly covered her mouth.

Noticing that she was nervous, I smiled and said, "I just saw you looking at your phone from time to time in the cafe."

"I'm sorry..." Janet lowered her head guiltily.

"It's all right. It's only reasonable for you to follow Charles' orders since you work for him," I said lightly.

After resting at home for a short period of time, I was ready to start working again.

As soon as I arrived at my office, Nina said to me with excitement, "Scarlett, they want to give you a promotion! You're going to be a producer! Congratulations! But there's a catch. They also say that it is the producer's job to seek funds. Who are you going to ask? Charles?"

After thinking for a long time, I said, "I will try Spencer and David."

"Okay, as long as you can get some cash for the funding." Nina seemed to want to say something else too, but she stopped on second thought.

"If you got nothing else to say, then you can get back to work." With that, I turned on my computer and began to work.

Nina let out a sigh before she turned around and walked out of my office.

That evening, I went to Spencer's bar.

The moment he saw me there, he teased, "What brings you here?"

"I have a proposal, and I wanted to know if you're interested to work with me," I replied with a smile.

David, who was sitting next to us, also seemed to be surprised. "A proposal? Or did I hear it wrong?" "There is a project at the TV station, and I need sponsorship for it. I think you two are the best for the job." Spencer and David seemed to be a little hesitant when they heard that.

Spencer teased, "You'd better ask your husband for help. He's a lot wealthier than either of us." "He is not my husband anymore. He is my ex-husband now," I corrected him. "Besides, I don't think that it would be appropriate for me to contact him in the current situation," I added.

A second later, Charles appeared.

He frowned in surprise, looking at me. "What are you doing here?"

"I wanted to talk to them about something," I said coldly before I stood up, intending to leave.

"What's wrong?" Charles asked again.

"Nothing to trouble you with. I'm leaving." Saying that, I left at once before he could ask me more.

Charles' POV:

Looking at Scarlett's receding figure, I glanced at Spencer and David as I asked with a frown, "Why did she want to see you guys?"

They both exchanged glances and smiled. "Nothing serious. She just wanted to have a drink with us."

I looked at them coldly and asked, "Do you want to play tennis?"

"Hell, no! I don't deserve to play tennis with you," Spencer answered with an awkward smile.

"What is it?" I was on the verge of losing my patience with them and pulled a long face.

"Well... Scarlett came to us about a project that needs sponsorship," David said.

'A Sponsorship? The Moore family has more than enough money.

Would she really rather rely on them than relying on me?'

"I want you to let me know at once if she comes to you again," I said through gritted teeth.

"And what if she doesn't want me to?" Spencer asked.

"Then tell me without her knowledge!" I was trying my best to control my inner urge to strangle him.

With a curious look in his eyes, Spencer turned to me and asked, "Did you two really get divorced? She just said that you are her ex-husband."

"Don't even think about it, Spencer. Or you won't be around to watch the sun rise again!" Hearing my cold words, Spencer wisely decided to shut up.