Chapter 91: Announce


    Charles’ POV:


    “Ankle’s done too. Are you hurt anywhere else?” I asked, looking at Scarlett.


    “No,” Scarlett said in a low voice. Strands of her hair fell on both sides of her face, which made her look


    youthful and charming.


    I pretended to be cold and serious as I retorted, “I don’t believe you. I need to do a general check-up


    just to be sure.”


    “I am not lying to you! I am not hurt anywhere else.” Flustered, Scarlett stopped me, fearing that I might


    lift up her shirt again.


    I couldn’t help butugh as I held her hand. “I was just kidding. But if you feel ufortable, then


    please let me know. After all, we have been married for a long time, so there is no need for you to feel


    so shy around me.”


    “Who’s married to you for a long time? Charles! You always say the weirdest things,” Scarlett


    comined like a spoiled child, blushing.


    “Okay, I won’t say such things anymore.”


    With a chuckle, I stopped teasing her.


    After I was done treating her wounds, Scarlett wanted to leave. Being alone with her was clearly taking


    a toll on me, and since I could not let her go so easily, I took her back to the bed.


    “Ouch!” Scarlett winced.


    Startled by her reaction, I checked her wound nervously. “Where does it hurt? Does your wounds hurt


    here?”


    “Gotcha! Ha-ha!” Scarlett smiled slyly, looking a littlecent.


    “You dare lie to me now, but wait and see how I punish you for it.” I smiled slightly and approached her,


    pretending to lean in for a kiss.


    “Don’t do that, Charles. I’m sorry.” She ced her hand on my chest and pushed me away gently


    Seeing Scarlett in a lively mood, joy and love filled up in my heart, and I kissed her uninjured cheek


    loudly.


    She was stunned by my sudden kiss, and after a long time, she said, “We’re not meant for each other,


    so don’t kiss me like that again.”


    “Believe me, we are meant to be. Besides, I am going to hold a press conference tomorrow to


    announce that you are my wife,” I said indifferently as I put one of my legs over hers intimately.


    Scarlett hesitated for a while and said, “Don’t do that.”


    Even though she was refusing my proposal, I was feeling happy because she was not refusing me as


    firmly as she had before. And her hesitation was proof that she still cared for me.


    “Your opinion is invalid, anyway.” I touched her nose and carried her into the bathroom before she


    could refuse me again.


    “Charles, you did not ask if you could carry me! My feet are fine, and I can walk on my own,” Scarlett


    protested indignantly. I ignored herint. After she finished washing up, I made her sleep. A while


    later, I saw that she was fast asleep. I nted a kiss on her forehead, stood up, and walked out of the


    room.


    My assistant, who was waiting in the living room, saw me and asked cautiously, “Mr. Moore, should we


    take action?”


    “Yes, go ahead and arrange everything,” I said to him.


    Scarlett was in danger now, and I needed to take the initiative to protect her.


    “Okay.”


    After my assistant left, I called someone to terminate the contract with Nate.


    And I was just getting started. I was determined to make everyone who hurt Scarlett pay a steep price.


    Scarlett’s POV:


    I was woken up by a phone call the next morning. Yawning, I answered it.


    “Scarlett! Why aren’t you up yet? The entire Intemunity is buzzing over the news of your


    marriage with Charles!” Nina’s excited voice came from the other end of the line.


    “What did you just say?” I asked in shock, certain that I must have been in a daze when I heard her.


    Nina repeated herself so loudly that I almost felt my eardrum tearing. I rubbed my ears and hung up the


    phone in a hurry before I started to browse the news. I saw my marriage certificate with Charles on the


    front page of a website, and I was smiling happily in the photo.


    Startled, I felt like my head was about to explode. Charles had said that he would


    make our marriage public just the night before, and I had woken up to him sleeping right beside me.


    “Honey, let’s sleep a little longer,” Charles mumbled in a low voice as he put his arm around my waist.


    I pinched his cheeks with both hands, feeling angry that he had made the decision without even


    discussing it with me first. “Why did you announce our marriage to the public without my consent? You


    even released our marriage certificate! I looked like an idiot in that picture, and you released it!”


    “Honey, you are the most beautiful woman in the world,” Charles answered calmly with his eyes closed.


    ‘Is he even listening to me? That’s not the point!’ I was rendered speechless.


    Charles’ phone rang, and I figured that it must be a call from Rita. After all, she was bound to have a lot


    of questions about what happened. I pushed Charles to answer the phone.


    “Honey, just lie down with me. I’ll solve everything after I wake up.” He ignored the call, buried his face


    in my chest, and continued to sleep.


    “Really?” I was in disbelief, but he continued to be silent.


    At that moment, my phone rang. Charles irritably opened his eyes and muted my phone. “It’s our time


    now, and we mustn’t let anyone disturb us,” Charles said overbearingly.


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    “I have to go back to work.”


    “No. The director was the reason behind what happenedst night. How dare you talk about going back


    to work?” Charles was a little angry. He reached out and held me tightly, stopping me from moving.


    I sighed and softened my tone as I asked, “Then can I go home now?”


    “There are reporters all around your home now. If you want to go somewhere, then you cane back


    to my ce.” Charles gave me a cold look of disagreement.


    “I don’t want to go to your house. I want to stay in Nina’s house. There won’t be reporters around her


    house.” I continued to be in a stalemate with him.


    “Isn’t being with your husband better than being with your friend? Don’t keep pushing me away. I’m the


    person who is closest to you,” Charles said with a pout.


    Speechless, I hung my head down, sulking.


    “The only person you can rely on is me, your husband. You can act like a spoiled child and do


    whatever you want. But no matter what happens, I am always going to love you, so just try and rely on


    me, okay?” he said again, kissing my ear.


    I pushed him away shyly. “You promised me to keep a distance from me, and yet, you keep going back


    on your word. Why is that?”


    “I never agreed to this unreasonable request,”


    Charles said in a low voice and continued to kiss me. His tongue slid into my mouth and brushed lightly


    against the roof of my mouth. Feeling his tender touch, I lost all my strength, and bore it in silence.


    I couldn’t help but gasp when his hands kept caressing my waist. He tried to take off my clothes, so I


    grabbed his hands in an attempt to stop him.