Farewell To My Endless Love

Chapter 222 Spending Time With Her

Scarlett's POV:

I was unsure as to when I fell asleep last night. When I woke up again, the pouring rain outside had stopped. However, the sky hadn't brightened yet.

Oddly, Charles was nowhere to be seen. Only Janet was there, leaning against the sofa as she rested.

As soon as I sat up, Janet stood up as well and approached me. "It's still early. Don't you want to sleep a little longer?"

I shook my head and asked, "Where's Charles?"

Janet flashed me a clueless look, just as puzzled as I was. "He told me to come here, and then went out. He didn't say where he was going."

Her reply made my spirits sink and I immediately felt depressed. I switched on my phone, and saw that Spencer and Nina had sent me their birthday wishes around midnight.

Apparently, today was my birthday!

"I've forgotten it completely." Sighing, I smiled to myself and replied to the wishes one by one.

Just then, a knock on the door grabbed my attention. Janet swiftly went to open the door.

"Scarlett, are you awake?" The door opened to reveal Tracy, who walked in with a paper bag which she raised for me to see. "Breakfast is

ready."

I took the bag from her and opened it. Inside was another dry sandwich.

I slumped back on my bed, disappointment coursing through my veins. For some reason, I was suddenly craving milk and cereal.

Tracy studied my reaction and asked carefully, "You don't like it? What do you want to eat? I'll buy it for you now."

"It's fine." I shook my head, feeling listless. I didn't intend to make Tracy go out again. After a while, I sat up from the bed and grabbed the sandwich.

"Why are you eating this?" Charles's voice could be heard, surprising me and everyone in the room.

Startled, I turned to look at the direction of his voice. Charles stood before me, with a thermos bottle and a box in his hands.

He walked towards me and immediately snatched the sandwich away from my hand. Then, he leveled a displeased frown at Janet and Tracy. "Who bought it?"

Tracy stood frozen, nervous, her face filled with panic. "I did."

"Do you think it's appropriate for a patient who hasn't recovered to have a sandwich for breakfast? Take it away now!" Charles's voice was as cold as a freezing tundra.

At his command, Tracy hurriedly stuffed the sandwich back into the bag, and then scurried out of the room with Janet quickly.

"You're being too fierce..." I furrowed my brows at Charles, disapproving. I didn't like the callous way he treated them.

In return, Charles glared at me and pinched my cheek lightly. "And you're too lenient. They have a salary, so they have to do their job well."All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

I was about to slap Charles's hand away from me, but he dodged with ease. Since I had failed, I could only glare sulkily at him. "Stop pinching my face all the time!"

Charles nodded, smiling, unperturbed by my angry outburst. He opened the thermos bottle, and as he did so, a soothing fragrance seeped into my nose and caught my attention.

"Warm milk?" I was pleasantly surprised.

Charles poured the milk into the bowl of breakfast cereal before handing it to me carefully. "Have a taste."

I took the bowl of warm milk and cereal and held it in my hands happily, and asked, "How did you know that I wanted to eat this? Do you read people's mind?"

Charles raised his eyebrows at me, and smiled brightly. "I thought you might like it, so I steamed the milk and grabbed a box of your favorite breakfast cereal."

Charles' POV:

Scarlett stared at me, dazed and confused. Her surprised expression was adorable.

I placed a spoon in her hand, and then gently rubbed her nose. "Eat it quickly before it gets cold." Scarlett nodded, and immediately lowered her head to take a mouthful of her breakfast. "It's delicious! You're a really good cook, Mr. Moore." "Of course." I accepted her praise smugly, feeling proud of myself.

When I saw how much she enjoyed the breakfast I had prepared for her, I felt that it was all worth it.

"Scarlett..."

I wanted to take this opportunity to wish her happy birthday.

"What is it?" Scarlett looked at me in confusion. She stuck out her pink tongue, and licked the corner of her lips.

Her innocent action drove my lower body into excitement. All of a sudden, my throat suddenly went dry. I wanted to speak, but I couldn't manage to say anything. I hurriedly calmed myself down and rose from my seat to take another box, in which there were assorted fruit slices. "I prepared this myself."

Scarlett stared at me again, as though she couldn't believe her eyes. "Thank you. It's so thoughtful of you to prepare all these for me!"

My hand fell gently beside the wound in her abdomen. "Does it still hurt?"

"Of course it hurts!" Instantly, Scarlett cast a warning glare at me. "So don't touch me."

Recalling what happened last night, I felt wronged. "But... I just hugged you and kissed you. I didn't do anything else."

Just as I spoke, a small cough came from the door.

"I didn't expect Mr. Moore to be so considerate," the doctor at the door joked with a smile, looking at the two of us warmly.

Scarlett greeted the doctor and nurses with a smile of her own.

"It's my duty to take care of my wife," I replied politely.

Scarlett flashed the doctor and the nurses a sheepish grin, rather shy. Then she turned to me, gnashing her teeth at me in annoyance. "Shut up already!"

The doctor performed several check-ups on Scarlett before announcing, "She's recovering very well. She could be discharged in a few more days if nothing goes wrong."

After that was done, the doctor left. Scarlett whipped out her phone, her face shimmering with excitement. "I have to tell Nina about this!"

She dialed Nina, and the two chatted happily for an hour.

After she hung up, I took a seat next to her and held her in my arms. "Do you like to chat with Nina that much?"

"Well, we're friends." Having finished her chat, Scarlett was in high spirits.

I flashed her a sulky look, feeling rather down. "We're a couple. You can talk to me."

Scarlett was stunned at my response. "Aren't you busy? The doctor said that I'm doing fine. You don't have to stay with me all the time. You should get back to work."

Her words made me even more upset. "Are you driving me out? Is it so that Nina can accompany you? Or... Are there other men who would accompany you?"

"Don't be ridiculous!" Scarlett retorted, rolling her eyes.

"I won't leave until you're fully discharged from the hospital."