Chapter 71 Pressed Under


    Charles'' POV:


    For the whole day, my mood would instantly get better every time I thought of the submissive look


    on Scarlett''s facest night.


    I decided to go for a run after dinner. But when I opened the door, I saw an uninvited guest at the


    doorstep.


    "Wow. It''s unusual to see you so happy, Moore. Are you happy to see me?"


    Spencer''s voice jolted me back to reality. With that, I put on a serious look in an instant.


    "What''s up?" I asked, ignoring his senseless remark.


    Judging from the look on his face, this yboy seemed to be up to no good.


    Spencer walked past me and went into the living room as though this was his home. He then sat


    down on the sofa with his legs crossed and asked, "Tell me the truth. Did you have sex with Scarlett


    in the carst night?" His tone was suggestive, and he even winked at me.


    I frowned and did not answer his question.


    At that moment, what had happened in the carst night crossed my mind. I could not take my eyes


    off Scarlett''s pretty face. It was like I was addicted to her.


    With a mischievous smile on his face, Spencer elbowed me and asked, "So, did you have sexst


    night?"


    I heaved a heavy sigh and replied gloomily, "No, we did not. She didn''t want to." My patience was


    wearing thin because of Spencer''s boring and annoying questions.


    Over the years, countless women had thrown themselves at me. As a matter of fact, I had never


    been turned down by one, except for Scarlett. At the thought of this, my hackles rose all of a


    sudden.


    That ungrateful and arrogant woman!


    "Many women are crazy about you, but Scarlett broke your heart. What a shame," Spencer said


    with feigned pity. He always mocked me whenever he had the chance.


    "Is that why you came here?" I asked crossly.


    "No. Actually, I heard from Nina that several employees from Scarlett''s TV station would be given a


    chance to study abroad. Do you know that?"


    "No. What does that have to do with me?"


    "Don''t say I didn''t warn you. Rita''s family has been pressuring Scarlett. They''re getting impatient.


    They want you two to divorce as soon as possible. Unfortunately, your dear Scarlett doesn''t want to


    sleep with you. If she takes this opportunity and leaves..."


    "Shut the fuck up!" I interjected. "If you have nothing else to do, just focus on running your new bar.


    Get out of here. I don''t want to see your face."


    Spencer shrugged and stood up to leave. But before he walked out of the door, he took several


    bottles of wine from my wine cab. But I did not care. What I had just heard was buzzing in my


    mind. Scarlett might go abroad, and I might lose her for the second time.


    I could not believe it. Last night, she did not refuse my kiss and even kissed me back. That must


    mean something.


    However, what Spencer said was true. Scarlett might leave me behind.


    With this thought in mind, I took my phone and called her.


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    "Scarlett."


    I could not wait to call her name the instant she answered the call


    "Charles, what''s up?" Scarlett asked confusedly. It was quite noisy on the other end of the line. It


    seemed that she hadpany.


    "Where are you?"


    "I''m at home. What''s wrong?"


    "Okay. I''ll be right there."


    I hang up the call at once and drove to Scarlett''s apartment. I needed to talk to her now. If not, I


    might be a little toote.


    I arrived at her apartment not long after. I immediately rang the doorbell, and Scarlett opened the


    door with a look of bewilderment on her face.


    "Charles, why did youe here all of a sudden? What''s the matter?"


    Before I could answer, I heard a man''s voice inside her apartment. My eyes twitched, and I felt a


    sinking feeling in my stomach. Without another word, I walked past her and saw two guests sitting


    at the dinner table. They were Scarlett''s colleagues—Nina and Abner. Thetter liked Scarlett.


    All of a sudden, I felt a fire of jealousy burning in my chest. Scarlett invited another man for dinner at


    home. It irked me that she did not even invite me, much less tell me about it.


    "Why are you always avoiding me? And why didn''t you tell me about this little dinner party of


    yours?" I asked through gritted teeth.


    Before Scarlett could answer my question, Nina came over. "Wow. Scarlett, did you invite Charles?


    Charles,e. Have a taste of Scarlett''s bacon. She''s so good at cooking," she remarked lightly,


    oblivious of my anger.


    "Yes. Scarlett made it especially for tonight," Abner chimed in with a sardonic smile. When he


    spoke, he stressed the word ''especially'' as though he were implying something.


    I must admit, it got into me.


    "Enjoy your dinner. Don''t forget to lock the door when you leave." I then grabbed Scarlett''s hand


    and led her to her room.


    "What are you doing? Let me go." Scarlett tried to break free from my grasp, but I only held her


    hand tighter.


    Her resistance vexed me even more. In a fit of anger, I carried her on my shoulder and marched to


    the bedroom.


    "Wait. Should we leave and give you guys some privacy?" Nina asked behind me.


    I did not answer, but I heard the door open and close after a moment. I looked back and found that


    the two had left.


    Now that they were gone, I pushed Scarlett and pressed her on the dining table.


    "Are you going to study abroad? Answer me!" I queried without beating around the bush. Spencer''s


    words echoed in my mind, and it was driving me crazy.


    "What are you talking about? Oh. Are you pertaining to thepany''s program, which some of us


    will have the opportunity to study abroad? How did you know about that?" Scarlett''s ears were red,


    and she could not look into my eyes in embarrassment.


    "You didn''t answer my question," I insisted. She must be feeling guilty right now for keeping me in


    the dark.


    "There''s nothing to say. Besides, I''m just a rookie. I don''t think I even stand a chance," Scarlett


    replied with a sigh.


    "As if. Admit it. You can''t wait to leave, right?" I scoffed.


    I was suppressing my anger with all my might. Truth be told, that was not what I wanted to ask.


    I meant, ''You can''t wait to leave me, right?''


    "What I''ve said is true, Charles. They''ll probably give this opportunity to the anchorwoman of the


    entertainment channel. Everyone says so."


    I calmed down a little upon hearing this.


    "Anyway, you''re not allowed to have another man over, let alone make him dinner."


    "He''s just a colleague. He happened to be there when I invited Nina, so I invited him too." Scarlett


    struggled to make me get off her, but I was too strong for her. "Charles, let go of me. Do we have to


    talk like this?"


    Instead of letting her go, I moved closer to her and whispered in her ear, "From now on, you can


    only cook for me."


    Scarlett looked at me with an amused expression. "Can''t you just hire a chef?"


    I was disgruntled with her reaction. What she had just said proved that she deserved a good


    punishment tonight.


    I could not control myself anymore. The next second, I found myself kissing her soft lips and


    unbuttoning her shirt.


    "Let me go... Hmm..."


    Scarlett could not finish her sentence. She tried with all her strength to push me away, but to no


    avail. I kissed her fervently on the lips and made my way down to her neck. Conquering her was the


    only thought I had in my mind. And soon, I allowed my desire to becloud my reasoning.


    My lust for Scarlett was burning as my body was pressing hers.


    "Don''t... Charles, stop. I don''t want to have a hickey. I have live programs to do." Breathing heavily,


    Scarlett raised her hand and covered her neck.


    Her pleas brought me back to my senses and even made me feel sorry for her.


    Without a word, I picked her up and walked into the bedroom. The dim bedroom light added an air


    of romance to the night.


    Ever so slowly, I put Scarlett on the bed.


    She buried her head in the crook of my neck, not letting me see her face. Because of this, I crawled


    on the bed and pinned her on the bed, forcing her to look at me.


    I smoothed her long hair and nibbled her ear. Meanwhile, I spread her legs with my knees.


    "Scarlett, you''re not allowed to sleep with other men on this bed. Do you hear me?" I warned in a


    threatening tone.