Farewell To My Endless Love

Chapter 224 Happy Birthday, Honey

Charles' POV:

I walked out of the ward. Richard took me to the elevator and whispered something in my ear.

I listened to him intently, then pondered for a moment and ordered him, "Give that person my regards when you meet again."

"Yes, sir."

"Also, just send me a message when this kind of thing happens in the future. I don't want to arouse Scarlett's suspicion."

"Got it." After that, Richard left in a hurry.

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Later that evening, as Scarlett was about to go to bed, I lay beside her.

As I approached her, her body trembled slightly and she immediately moved aside. Her little head shrank into the quilt, frightened. She was as cute as a little hamster.

Amused, I lifted the quilt a little, exposing part of her lovely face. I reached out and took her into my arms effortlessly, and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead.

"Scarlett, did you ever think of me when you were stabbed?"

Silence filled the ward, and it was so quiet that we could only hear each other's breathing. After a long while, Scarlett finally found her tongue and answered decisively, "No."

That made me tighten my hold on her.

"When I drove to the hospital, I was going so fast that I almost hit others. At that time, all I could think about was you."

Upon hearing what I said, Scarlett's body shook slightly.

I hugged her and continued, "At that time, I was wondering what you'd do if I died. Would you feel sorry for me?"

"Don't say something like that, Charles. It's bad luck! You'll definitely live a long life."

"I mean, if."

"There is no such thing as 'if'. Let's drop it." Scarlett shoved away my arms and turned her back huffily to me, seemingly very upset.

"Well, I don't really want to die. I can't possibly leave you alone, so I'll try my best to hold on. Unless..."

"Unless, what?"

"Unless you die with me, Scarlett." I emphasized every word as I pulled her to me and hugged her from behind.

Her faint fragrance wafted to my nose. I closed my eyes and gently rubbed my cheek against her back, enjoying her sweet scent.

All I wanted was to be closer to her. I was eager to win over her heart once more.

Scarlett's body stiffened from the contact, but she didn't push me away. That alone made me satisfied.

"If you want to die, Charles, then just die alone.

I have to be by James's side and watch him grow up." Only after a long period of silence did Scarlett finally found her tongue again. But when she spoke, her voice was nasally.

I knew that she was crying.

I got up and switched on the lights, and tried to find a tissue to wipe her tears. She finally turned around to look at me, but her eyes were moist and tears had streaked her pale cheeks. The heartbreaking sight caused my heart to ache severely. It was as if it had been smashed by a heavy hammer repeatedly, until it shattered into tiny pieces.

I hurriedly grabbed two pieces of tissue from the bedside table and wiped her tears. "Scarlett, don't run away from me anymore. You are my woman, no matter what happens! Even if I go to hell, you have to come with me!"

"Quit being so bossy, Charles." Tears welled up in her eyes, shimmering like broken stars. They looked beautiful but tragic at the same time.

"I'm glad you understood. When you were comatose, the doctor said that you had no desire to hold on anymore. Do you know how much I hated you at that time? I hated you for leaving me behind!" I gritted my teeth, heartbroken. I was unwilling to give in. I wouldn't!

I had lost Scarlett once, and I didn't want to bear such pain anymore.

This time, I wouldn't allow her to leave me again. Even if we would torture each other till eternity and she would hate me to the core, I would never let her go!

Death itself couldn't take her away from me!

"Charles... You're a devil! You're a bastard I can't ever forgive!" Driven to irritation, Scarlett was so angry that she burst into tears again. She tried hard to push me away, but even so, my arms held her tightly.

"I don't care if you call me a devil. I'll still say it! If you dare to die, Scarlett, I'll never let go of your son or everything about you!" Before she could react, I lowered my head and quickly kissed her hard on the lips. She did her best to struggle and get rid of me, but I kept holding her tight.

I was so rough, she lost her breath and began pounding on my chest. "It hurts, Charles!" she cried, her voice weak.

I quickly let go of her hand, feeling slightly remorseful. Maybe I had agitated her wound by accident. "Did I touch your wound?"

"No!" Her tears fell down, unstopping, like broken beads.

"Don't move! Let me have a look." I wanted to lift up her clothes to check on her body, but as I did so, she shouted again, "That hurts!"

Panicked, I immediately stopped what I was doing. I stammered, "I'm sorry. I'll call the doctor right now."

"No! The wound's fine." She halted me from ringing the bell, before asking me in a low whisper, "Charles, tell me... What should I do to make you let me go?"

Let her go...? How could I ever live without her?

Scarlett had no idea that she had already become an inseparable part of my life.

"Switch off the lights, please. I'm tired," Scarlett grumbled. I turned off the light obediently, and the ward fell into complete darkness.

Scarlett then huddled herself up, her back facing mine. She was still upset. Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

I held her tightly and whispered in her ear, "Happy birthday, honey. Don't leave me."