Chapter 53 Vow


    Charles''s POV:


    Standing outside the door was the annoying Abner. He had been pestering Scarlett all day long.


    I tried to bite down my annoyance, but it surged out from the bottom of my heart. The moment


    Scarlett opened the door and I saw Abner, I took Scarlett''s hand and turned her to me. I kissed her


    deeply in front of Abner.


    Her lips tasted so sweet. They were like some sort of drug that I was totally addicted to. I still could


    not believe how infatuated I was with her.


    All of a sudden, Scarlett bit my lower lip.


    Startled, I instantly let go. She stared at me with sharp, furious eyes, like a wild animal ready to


    fight. Even though I knew that she was trying to threaten me, I could not help smiling. The more she


    tried to push me away, the more I wanted her. I wanted her so much that I wanted to hide her from


    the rest of the world so that no other man could see her.


    "Why are you in such a hurry, honey? You''ve just recovered. Abner can wait. Right, Abner?" I held


    Scarlett in my arms and smirked at Abner.


    Scarlett shook off my grip and snapped, "Stop it, Charles!"


    I ran my thumb through her cheek and cooed, "You''re so cute." Then, I added deliberately, "You bit


    me so hardst night, too. Be gentle next time, or your dear husband will die young."


    Scarlett bit my lipst night as well. It was not a big deal, but I was sure that it would piss off Abner,


    so I brought it up.


    "Shut up!" Scarlett rolled her eyes at me.


    "What? I don''t need to be so serious in front of my wife, do I?" I shed her a grave look.


    Ignoring me, Scarlett turned to Abner and said, "I''m sorry. Will you give me a few minutes? I just


    need to change."


    Then, she turned around and stepped on my foot, but it did not hurt at all. I shrugged at Abner as


    Scarlett walked away. Abner looked like he was trying really hard to keep his opinions to himself,


    which almost made meugh out loud. He was wearing a white shirt, and his hair wasbed up


    neatly. After Scarlett was gone, he finally shed me a polite smile and said good morning by way of


    greeting.


    But I was not in the mood to exchange pleasantries with him. I folded my arms across my chest and


    looked at him up and down. He was obviously trying to woo Scarlett bying so early in the


    morning and bringing some little brown paper bag of breakfast. I sneered, "Scarlett only eats


    breakfast that I make. Don''t bother buying her breakfast next time."


    "Why? Because you''ll be here cooking breakfast for her? That''s odd, considering she''s divorcing


    you soon. But don''t worry. Once you''re gone, I''ll be there for Scarlett when she needs a friend. And


    you? Well, you''ll be her ex-husband, and once you''re her ex, she won''t want anything to do with you


    for the rest of her life." Abner''s polite smile slowly faded away.


    I stepped forward and looked down at him. It was then that I realized that he was half a head


    shorter than I was. I flicked his cor and said casually, "But we''re not yet divorced, aren''t we? She


    still belongs to me. I''m still her husband. So you have no businessing here and picking up the


    pieces of her heart before it''s even broken. She''s still mine, and you should back off."


    Abner''s jaw instantly tightened, and the civil look on his face melted away. Fury twisted his face, but


    he still kept his cool, which I found admirable. He said through clenched teeth, "Scarlett is a good


    woman, Charles. She deserves to spend the rest of her life with a man who''s loyal to her."


    "And you think you''re that man? Please. You''re not good enough for her," I leered.


    After that, Abner did not say anything more. He just turned around and left.


    Who did he think he was? Did he think that he could just waltz in here and take my woman away?


    A few moments after Abner walked away, Scarlett returned. She had changed into a simple white


    dress, which made her look gentle and lovely.


    Abner was in white, and now so was she. Did she dress like that on purpose? Did she want herself


    and Abner to look like they were a couple wearing matching clothes? I stopped her and dragged her


    back. "Change into something else.


    I don''t like white." "Let go of me, Charles! Where is Abner? Did you drive him away? Why are you


    being such a jerk?" Scarlett punched me in the arm twice, her cheeks bulging with anger.


    "I didn''t drive him away. He left by himself. I was kind enough not to ask him to fuck off," I backfired.


    Why should I be civil to someone who was trying to steal my wife?


    Scarlett stopped struggling all of a sudden and stared at me with wide eyes. "You''re making trouble


    out of thin air. Here''s a new rule for you. Respect my friends, or..."


    "Or what? You''re angry with me now because of some other guy? And since when is Abner your


    friend? When did you lower yourself to make friends with someone like him? I forbid you to go out


    with him anymore." My eyelids twitched. I really did not believe that friendship was all Abner wanted


    with Scarlett. I was still Scarlett''s husband. I was still obligated to protect her from men like Abner.


    Scarlett snapped, "Keep your nose out of my business, Charles! Just go to your Rita and take care


    of her! Leave me alone!"


    After that, she grabbed her handbag from the sofa and marched toward the door.


    I frowned and reached out to stop her. "I made breakfast for you. Eat first."


    "You just pissed me off and now you want me to eat your food? Forget it!" After saying that, Scarlett


    stormed out. But after a few steps, she turned around and said, "I promised Grandma that I would


    pick her up from the hospital. Don''t follow me."


    She left after that, and I just stood there by the door. Once again, she abandoned me, and no


    matter how many times she did that, I would never get used to it. After hesitating for a while, I


    decided to follow her, and on the way, all I could think about was how to punish her for leaving me.


    When I arrived downstairs, Abner was opening the car door for Scarlett. She got into his car with a


    big smile on her face.


    Dissatisfaction coursed and burned through my veins like venom. It seemed that the punishment I


    doledst night was too light.


    Scarlett''s POV:


    Sitting in Abner''s car, I felt a little embarrassed. I did not know what exactly Charles told him earlier


    while I was changing, but I was sure that it could not be good. I took a bite of the toast Abner gave


    me, which was smeared with mango and hazelnut spread. Then, I took a sip of the hottte.


    Abner focused on driving at first but finally broke the silence. "Are you feeling better today?"


    "Yes, much better, thanks." I cleared my throat and added, "About Charles... I didn''t know he would


    be like that today. I''m so sorry."


    Abner''s mouth twitched, but he kept his eyes on the road. "I understand."


    "And I apologize if he was rude to you while I was gone."


    Abner half-smiled and turned to look at me. "Charles cares about you a lot. Would you like to know


    what he said to me earlier?"


    "What did he say?" I asked, a little bit nervous to find out the answer. Charles was such a proud


    man. How could he care about me?


    Abner touched his nose and said, "He said that you belonged to him, that no one could take you


    away from him."


    I was stunned for a moment. When I came back to my senses, I felt humiliated and a little enraged.


    "I''m an independent individual. I don''t belong to anyone."


    Even as the words left my lips, I did not believe them. Whatever I said only got crushed under the


    weight of Charles''s domineering behavior.


    Abner just nodded with a smile and did not say anything more.


    When we arrived at the gate of the hospital and were about to get out of the car, Abner looked at


    me and asked, "Didn''t you like the mango spread? Do you prefer blueberry?"


    I looked at him with wide eyes and then darted my eyes on the small paper bag that contained the


    breakfast that he brought me.


    With one hand on the steering wheel, Abner said, "You only had one bite of the toast."


    I pursed my lips and swallowed. "If I eat too much mangoes, I will get an allergic reaction." "Oh. I


    didn''t know that. Thanks for letting me know. Consider it noted." Hearing that, Abner shed me a


    regretful expression and immediately handed me a box of cooling patches. "I wish you a fast and


    consistent recovery." "Thank you, Abner. I really appreciate it."


    After saying goodbye to Abner, I walked into the hospital and made my way to the elevator. On the


    way, I thought of ways to deal with Charles and our divorce, but I was all out of ideas.


    "Miss Riley."


    As soon as I walked out of the elevator, a burly figure stopped me. I instantly recognized him. His


    name was Richard, and he was one of Rita''s bodyguards.


    I eyed him carefully and thought to myself, ''Rita is truly unlike any other critically ill patient. For


    someone who''s terminal, she has a lot of energy to waste on looking for me this early in the day.''


    "Yes?"


    "Miss Lively wants to see you."


    As expected, Rita wanted to stir things up with me again.


    "And if I don''t want toe see her?" I questioned.


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    "Please juste. Don''t make this difficult for either of us." Richard looked tough and strong. In


    fact, he looked like he would heave me up over his shoulder and take me to Rita''s ward if I refused


    toe with him peacefully. So I was surprised to hear him talk to me in a civil tone.


    I pressed my lips together and nodded. "Fine. Lead the way."


    Soon, we were outside Rita''s ward. Before opening the door, Richard turned to me and started,


    "Miss Riley..."


    "What''s wrong?"


    He hesitated and avoided eye contact with me. "Would you like to cover the hickey on your neck


    first?"


    I touched my neck and felt my cheeks burn. I suddenly remembered what Charles did yesterday. "I


    have nothing to cover it with."