Farewell To My Endless Love

Scarlett's POV:

I became suspicious, looking at the father and son in front of me.

How did they find out that I was going to be at the tennis courts?

I turned to Corey.

Was it really just a coincidence that Charles came to the tennis courts on the same day that Corey invited me?

"Don't get me wrong. I know the manager of this place, and he told me that you had booked the court for the day," Charles explained.

Was that really the reason he came there? I did not think so.

I believed that there must be more to the story.

However, I decided to ignore him and rolled my eyes.

I then walked to Corey.

"Mr. Stanton, I'm so sorry. Something weird happened here, but it's all good now. Shall we continue?"

"It's all right. Waiting on a lady is a necessary virtue for a British gentleman like me, especially when the lady is as beautiful as you, Miss Wilson."

I smiled and pretended to ask in a casual tone, "Mr. Stanton, do you happen to know Charles?"

"Do you mean Mr. Charles Moore over there? Of course, I do! In fact, I am pretty sure that the whole world knows a celebrity like him. But he doesn't know me. I would love to work with him, though. What's wrong?"

I could not help but feel that Corey's answer was too flawless, almost as if it was scripted.

"Nothing. Let's start."

Was I really reading too much into it?

Suppressing the suspicious feeling in my heart, I began to focus on the game.

Although I was playing tennis with Corey, I unconsciously glanced at Charles and James from the corner of my eye.

I saw that they were not leaving.

"Mommy, you are the best!" James shouted in an excited voice as he raised his hand up and waved to me.

I could not focus on the game after I heard his sweet voice.

I missed another hit and warned myself.

'Be focused!'

Even then, I could not stop myself from looking at my darling son.

"Looks like Miss Wilson is not really interested in the game, so why don't we discuss the cooperation first?" Corey suggested with a smile as he walked to me.

I put down the tennis racket, wiped the sweat off my face, and nodded with a smile.

"I would love that." "Then let's find a place to sit down and talk."

I glanced back and found the court next to ours empty.

While I was not looking, Charles and James left.

For some strange reason, a sense of depression clouded my heart.

Raina's POV:From NôvelDrama.Org.

That morning, I woke up, got dressed, and rushed to the movie set that my father told me about.

Once I arrived at the set, the director looked at me.

There seemed to be an undisguised straightforwardness in his eyes.

Seeing that, I could not help but frown.

I was respected wherever I went as the daughter of the Hill family.

And I had never been looked down upon by anyone.

"Miss Hill, we are going to shoot a... well, an action movie. Sort of. You should read the script first." With a smile, the director handed me the script. Taking it from his hands, I began to read it carefully. However, the contents of the script stunned me. It was not an action movie, but a porn movie! "Are you sure this is the correct script?" I asked with a hint of suspicion in my voice. Looking at me, the man nodded with a smile.

When I saw that, I felt my heart sink to the bottom of my gut.

How could that be possible?

I threw the papers in my hand, and said firmly, "I won't do it!"

"Miss Hill, you have no choice now

Cause your father, Gary Hill, hacet

given us the contract with

your signature on it."

"No way! How could my dad do that?"

My eyes widened in disbelief.

"Miss Hill, we have paid a high fee for your role in the movie. You will have to pay for the liquidated damages if you refuse to act."The director's expression darkened as he threatened me in a vicious tone.

Standing there in a daze, I felt my heart sink deeper and deeper.

I knew that my dad would not pay for the liquidated damages on behalf of me.

And I had not saved any money over the years.

Did I really have no choice but to accept my fate now?

I quickly grabbed my phone from my bag and called my mom.

But to my surprise, she did not answer.

I then called my dad, but he did not answer, either.

The last ray of hope in my heart faded away. Feeling numb, I could not help but collapse to the ground weakly.

Why was my own dad doing such a thing to me?

Why did I not read the contract thoroughly before I signed it? Resentment and regret filled my heart, drowning me in misery.

"Go and get changed. Don't leave the crew waiting for you."

With an indifferent look in his eyes, the director glanced at me and left.

I absent-mindedly walked to the dressing room. Tears of despair flowed down my cheeks when saw the costumes that the crew had prepared for me.

The clothes were so scanty that they couldn't even cover my breasts and butt partially.

I grabbed them reluctantly and changed into them.

A while later, I walked out of the changing room.

Everyone outside looked at me with admiration and greed in their eyes.

Enduring the disgust in my heart, I walked over to the set.

The very first scene itself was a physical one!

Suddenly, I saw a strong naked man walking towards me.

Subconsciously, I wanted to retreat, but his strong arms trapped me.

Feeling his hormones, I bit my lip nervously.

Beneath the mask, my face was contorted with pain.

He then began to stroke my exposed skin with his broad hands.

The photographer approached us. The camera moved with the man's movements until it was aimed at my naked vagina.

I felt thankful that I was wearing a mask.

If I was not wearing a mask, then I would feel completely exposed and vulnerable.

After the shoot was over, I pushed away the humiliation in my heart and walked out of the set.

I found Susan's number and called her immediately.

"Susan, I agree with your proposal. I want to cooperate with you as soon as possible."

After hanging up, I clenched my fists.

I knew that I had to try one last time so that I would not have to live my life so miserably anymore.