Chapter 111 Jealousy
Rita''s POV:
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Their move caught me by surprise. I never would have thought that the Moore family would
announce Charles and Scarlett''s rtionship to the public straightforwardly.
The faces of my family turned sour upon hearing what Charles''s grandfather had said.
Infuriated, my mother argued, "But the baby in my daughter''s womb—"
"Mom, stop it! That''s enough?" I interrupted her in a fit of panic.
"You''re being stupid! Don''t you have any idea what they''re doing? Now that Scarlett and Charles''s
rtionship has been made public, you no longer have the chance to win Charles over!" my mother
fired back while looking at me in bewilderment.
"I have a n," I reassured. I looked at Scarlett, who was standing proudly next to Charles and his
grandparents and silently challenging me. Although I was fuming in anger, I tried my best to hold
back my anger and maintain myposure.
"You have a n? What is it?" my mother asked, bbergasted.
I did not answer.
I was aware I had brought shame to my family. What had happened today turned us into a
laughingstock. But, I was not at all worried. I swore to myself I would give Scarlett the taste of her
medicine.
Once everyone had gotten off the stage, my father walked up to Charles and questioned him, "What
did you mean by that?"
"What are you talking about? You were there at our wedding," Charles answered with a straight
face. Not a hint of emotion could be seen on his face.
"I won''t let you go for what you''ve done to my daughter. Mark my words," my father warned, his
hands clenched into fists.
However, Charles did not even bat an eye. Without a word, he turned to Scarlett and led her away
like a good boyfriend.
Enraged, my father went as white as a sheet.
Meanwhile, a sinking feeling emerged in the pit of my stomach. I knew this feeling very well. Every
time I see Scarlett and Charles disy affection, I would feel a sharp pain in my heart as if it was
pricked by a needle. I was burning with anger, and yet I could not vent it out. There was nothing I
could do but watch them walk away from me and swallow my humiliation.
All of this was supposed to be mine, but Scarlett stole everything from me.
At that moment, I took a deep breath and tried my best to remain calm andposed. Even though
anger was surging in my veins, I could not lose my temper. I knew that bitch Scarlett would only be
amused to see me out of control.
Like a majestic queen, I turned around to leave. But before I left, I cast a meaningful nce at the
person beside me, who then nodded in understanding.
A sneer tugged at the corners of my mouth. ''Charles will be mine tonight!'' I thought to myself with a
sinister smile.
Scarlett''s POV:
I spent the entire night with Charles. His grandparents'' announcement made Charles and me the
focus of attention. Many guests even walked up to us to propose a toast.
"Charles, you two are a perfect match!" one of the guests remarked.
I blushed when I first heard this. But after hearing it many times, I was starting to get used to it.
"Thank you," Charles replied with a faint smile.
He and I raised our sses and clinked sses with the guests.
While I was taking a sip of the wine, a guest suddenly asked something, which almost made me spit
out my drink.
"You''ve been married for three years. When are you going to have a child?"
"I''ll try my best. Maybe she''ll give birth to our firstborn in two years," Charles replied while gently
patting my back.
"You have to work hard then." The guest nced at me and then burst intoughter.
All of a sudden, I felt my ears get hot, and the feeling spread to my face. Embarrassed, I pinched
Charles on the waist.
He grabbed my hand and smirked at me.
When the guest was gone, Charles leaned over and whispered in my ear, "What? Do you think two
years is too long?"
I said nothing and just stared daggers at him.
Charles seemed rather amused by my expression. He suddenly pinched my cheek with a doting
smile.
He was in a good mood the whole night. This was the first time I had seen him this happy. Was it
because today was Michael''s birthday? Or perhaps it was because our rtionship had been
officially made public?
I wanted to ask him, but I was afraid the the answer would only disappoint me.
As the night fell, the guests finally left one after another. The banquet hall, which was crowded with
people a few hours ago, had quieted down.
We drank too much tonight. The alcohol must already be kicking in as I was starting to feel dizzy.
Charles held me by the waist and whispered, "Let me take you to the suite upstairs so you can now
rest,"
I shook my head and patted my face to get ahold of myself. When my eyesight had be slightly
clearer, I looked at him and answered, "I''m good. I can go upstairs on my own. You should stay here
and take care of the guests." "But I''m worried about you." Charles held my hand as he spoke and
then led me to the elevator.
I struggled to get out of his grasp. But since I was drunk, there was nothing much I could do, so I
just let him hold me.
Just as we were about to leave, I suddenly heard Nina''s voice. "Scarlett, are you okay?" she asked
with concern.
"Yes." I turned to Charles and said to him, "Charles, you should do what you have to do. Nina can
apany me upstairs. Besides, many guests have not left yet. It''s not appropriate for you to leave
just like that."
Charles looked into my eyes and queried, "Are you sure you''re okay?"
"I''m okay, Charles. Don''t worry."
"Okay then. You may go upstairs now. I''ll go to you once I''ve sent off thest guest." Charles turned
to Nina and handed her the room card. "Thank you, Nina," he solemnly said.
"Don''t worry. I''ll take good care of her," Nina reassured while helping me to the elevator.
Once were inside the elevator, she turned to me and smirked. "Congrattions! Your rtionship
with Charles has been officially made public!"
However, I was not in the mood to celebrate. My head was spinning around so hard that I did not
know what to say. I just smiled at her bitterly in response.
We arrived at our room a few momentster. Nina supported me on the shoulder as I staggers
towards the bed. Then, she tucked me in like a mother would to her child.
I was so drunk that my brain was befuddled, and everything seemed to be in a blur.
Although I was disoriented, Nina, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, kept chattering. She
complimented Charles for loving me with all his heart and cursed Rita for being in the way of
our love story.
Nina''s voice was like a luby to me. Ever so slowly, I drifted to sleep.