Farewell To My Endless Love

Chapter 112 A Real Couple

Charles' POV:

Worried that Scarlett might feel uncomfortable from the drinking, I wanted to go upstairs to take care of her. I quickly escorted the guests outside the hotel as soon as possible.

"Charles, I think you have the perfect opportunity tonight. Your relationship with Scarlett is public now. Since both of you are drunk, why don't you take this opportunity..." Spencer and David said mysteriously, pulling me aside right before they left.

"You'd better leave. You don't need to worry about me." Feeling helpless, I looked at them.

"Alright, let's go. You take care of yourself. But I really think tonight is a good opportunity for you. It is true that she has refused you before, but you should not just take no for an answer. Just seize the opportunity to take the initiative to do something about it. I am telling you, when a woman says no in bed, it actually means yes." Spencer was still trying to persuade me, unwilling to give up. "All right, all right. I know that you know a lot about women. Now go." Exhausted, I massaged my forehead.

After seeing all the guests off, I quickly walked to the 35th floor.

"Nina, thank you for taking care of Scarlett."

"It's nothing. I leave the rest to you."

With that, Nina left.

I walked into the room. Scarlett was sound asleep on the king sized bed, her breath as light as a feather.

The soft moonlight fell on her delicate face, and the cool breeze from the balcony window refreshed the room.

As I continued to stare at her beautiful face, I felt a fire in my lower body, which caused me to feel hot all over.

I took a cold shower to calm myself down, but I knew that I could not calm down as long as Scarlett was right beside me.

I then lay down next to her. Turning over in her sleep, Scarlett placed her hand on my chest.

She muttered something, but I could not hear it clearly.

"Scarlett, what did you say?" I whispered in her ear lovingly as I tucked in a strand of her messy hair behind her ear.

"Charles, you bastard!" Scarlett cursed in a low voice.

"Why am I a bastard?" I was confused.

She stopped talking and continued to sleep, nestling her head on my chest.

"What's that? Something poked me," she mumbled discontentedly, rubbing her thigh against my lower body before she reached down to grab me.

I let out a gasp as I turned over and pressed her under my body.

"What... What's wrong?" My abrupt action awoke her. Her misty eyes were filled with a sense of confusion.

She could not have known how sexy she was at that moment, with her clothes partly undone.

"Who am I?" I asked her seriously, lowering my voice.

"Charles..." After looking at me seriously for a while, she slowly answered.

Her obedience made it impossible for me to resist. Perhaps, it was the drunkenness that was making her seem more innocent and lovely than before.

Upon hearing her softly calling my name, I could not help but kiss her.

"Open your mouth," I said to her in a hoarse voice.

Subconsciously, she parted her lips, and I inserted my tongue in her mouth, playing with hers.

The room was getting hotter and the air in the room was getting increasingly romantic. I let go of Scarlett to let her catch her breath.

"You... What are you going to do?" Scarlett looked at me in a daze as she lay beneath me.

"Don't you think that two years is too long? Let's put the baby on the agenda today," I said with a smile as I took off my clothes.

Scarlett blushed and turned away to avoid eye contact with me.

I reached out and gently pinched her chin, forcing her to look at me. Our breaths were now one, and the room was filled with romance and passion.

I sniffed her neck and exhaled deeply. Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

"You smell so good," I praised with a sincere look in my eyes.

She was like a docile kitten in my arms.

I kissed her neck, leaving a hickey.

She let out a low moan, but I could not tell if it was out of pain or pleasure.

"Did I hurt you?" I asked in a low voice, kissing the hickey on her neck devoutly.

"No," she answered softly, seeming to be shy.

I could not help but find her to be adorable. Since she did not resist my advances, I leaned closer and kissed her lips.

Wrapping her arms around my neck, Scarlett responded to my kiss passionately.

I tore off her clothes, and began to enjoy her beautiful body.

The desire in my body intensified as I moved down, and kissed her soft breasts, making her groan with pleasure.

My hands traveled down to her slender and marble-like waist. I was completely in love with every inch of her body.

Only when I was completely inside of her did I feel that everything that I had felt until now was real.

"Scarlett... Scarlett..." I couldn't stop calling her name.

Once she adapted herself to my movements, I increased my strength, and thrust harder into her.

Scarlett's POV:

That morning, a cold gust of wind that blew from the windows, brushed past my face.

I woke up in a daze and turned over. I felt as though my body was in shreds, especially my waist.

The romantic night kept flashing through my mind as soon as I woke up. Thinking of what happened the night before, my face turned red.

Struggling to sit up, I looked around, and found that I was the only one in the room.

I glanced at my phone and saw that it was already 10 in the morning. I had missed my flight!

Putting aside my worries, I washed myself, and rushed out of the room.

As soon as I opened the door, I found Amy, Charles's assistant, standing outside. She scared the living crap out of me!

"Mrs. Moore, Mr. Moore said that I couldn't disturb your sleep. As for your training program, Mr. Moore has arranged a private plane to send you abroad," she said to me in a respectful tone. "And all your luggage has already been taken to the plane. These are clothes that Mr. Moore arranged for you, so please change into them."

Saying that, Amy handed a dress and an overcoat to me.

"Where is Charles?" I asked with a frown.

"He is on a business trip." It looked like she did not dare to discuss anything further with me.

I knew that it was not my place to ask more questions about it, but I still felt a little sad. Why did Charles leave just like that? Shouldn't he take responsibility for me after what happened last night?

Thinking of that, I took the clothes from her, and went inside to change. I was in a daze as I followed Amy out of the hotel.

And to my surprise, it was snowing outside.

I reached out and caught a snowflake. In a flash, it melted away in my hand, disappearing without a trace.

Remembering my departure from three years ago, I could not help but feel a little depressed.