Chapter 114 Miss


    Charles'' POV:


    " You''d better not handle this matter indifferently, or Scarlett will only distance herself from you,"


    Grandma warned me coldly. "In fact, I can tell that she does care for you, but you just keep


    disappointing her and you have no sense of propriety. You always make her mad."


    With that, she looked at me with disappointment and helplessness in her eyes.


    I continued to remain silent.


    The only reason I sent Scarlett abroad on my private ne was because I wanted to make her


    journey afortable one. After all, it would be very exhausting to catch a ne early in the


    morning. Moreover, the ticket that she had bought was for the economy ss. More importantly, I


    didn''t want to stop Scarlett from realizing her dream.


    "Scarlett seems to be sick, so take the initiative to go and see her," my mother ordered coldly.


    I remained silent as I wondered what reason could I use to make it seem like I did not go there to


    specifically see her.


    "Did you even hear what I just said?" Annoyed by my long silence, Grandma red at me.


    "I know. You guys should rest. I will go to see her." After saying goodbye to my family, I left the


    house.


    As soon as I was outside, I called Amy. "Dy all my schedules. I am going abroad tomorrow."


    After that, I asked Spencer and David to meet me. "Do you know where Scarlett is staying abroad?"


    I asked.


    "I haven''t contacted her in a long time. She is your wife. Why are you asking me for her address?"


    Spencer seemed to be astonished by my words.


    "What about you? Did you contact her?" I asked David, ignoring the sarcasm in Spencer''s tone.


    David also gave me the same response, which made me sigh helplessly.


    "If you haven''t contacted Scarlett, then you must have contacted Nina, at least, right?" Massaging


    my temples, I looked at Spencer.


    "No," Spencer replied.


    I thought he must be lying. Staring at him, I said slowly, "You were intimate with Nina before, and


    now you''re saying that you don''t even talk to her? Are you really going to shirk your responsibility


    after sleeping with her?"


    "I can sue you for ndering me like that, you know? Believe it or not, nothing happened between


    us! Forget it. Since we are friends, I have some news for you. They''re both unustomed to the


    climate there, and are sick now," Spencer said, scrolling through his phone. "Here, take a look."


    Saying that, he handed his phone to me.


    It was Nina''s Facebook page.


    There was a picture of her and Scarlett, posted recently. They were both clearly unwell in the


    picture.


    I could not help but feel upset when I noticed how pale Scarlett was in the photo.


    "If you''re that concerned about Scarlett, then why don''t you go see her?" Spencer suggested,


    noticing my horrified expression.


    I nced at him, and did not say a word, but I had already made up my mind.


    "I''m telling you, a woman like Scarlett can get many men abroad. If you don''t take the initiative now,


    then she might end up with another man, and when that happens, don''te crying to us."


    Spencer was clearly annoying.


    "Shut up." I gave him a cold re, but deep down, I was upset.


    "I only said it because I am concerned about your marriage, you ungrateful man!" Spencer looked at


    me with a pout as though he had been wronged.


    "Please get him out of my sight." I looked at David, pleading for help.


    "Alright, fine! I''ll go by myself. Just think about it, though."


    After patting me on the shoulder, Spencer and David left.


    The noisy world around me instantly fell silent. I looked out of the window at the neon lights, unable


    to process how Scarlett might react if she saw me.


    Perhaps, she would be mad and refuse to see me.


    I felt so nervous that entire night.


    The next morning, I took an early flight abroad to see Scarlett.


    As soon as Inded, Spencer texted me Nina''s address.


    And I couldn''t wait to go to there.


    Once I got there, I took a deep breath before I knocked on the door. The thought of seeing Scarlett


    again made me feel nervous. I was thinking about how I should greet her when I saw her.


    Before I was even ready, the door was pushed open.


    However, Nina didn''t seem surprised to see me at all.


    "I''m on a business trip," I blurted out.


    "What? Mr. Moore, don''t try so hard covering it up, because the more you try, the more you end up


    exposing yourself." Nina snickered.


    I cleared my throat and coughed, in an attempt to hide my embarrassment.


    "Come in, please." Nina turned around and led me into the house.


    When I saw that Scarlett was not inside, a hint of disappointment crashed into my heart. ''Where did


    she go off to so early in the morning?'' "Scarlett has returned home. A celebrity has specifically


    asked for her to host the interview program," Nina exined.


    "I am sorry to bother you."


    "You got here right after she left. You guys just..." Nina said with an apologetic nce.


    "I have something to do now. I''ll see youter." With that, I turned around and left.


    I walked alone on the lonely streets. Thinking of what I had done, I felt sad and ironic.


    I came there to see her, but she was gone. She didn''t tell me when she woulde back. It felt like


    she did not want to see me at all.


    Although I hated her in my heart for constantly running around even when she was ill, I could not


    help but feel sorry for her.


    She must still be mad at me about what happened that night. After all, it was all my fault. I felt like I


    needed to exin it to her in person.


    So I took out my phone, wanting to call her. I nced at her number for a long time, but in the end, I


    couldn''t find the courage to call her.


    Scarlett''s POV:


    After getting off the ne, I turned on my phone, and saw Nina''s message.


    I clicked on it and saw a picture of Charles'' back.


    Why was he there? Did he go there on a business trip and stopped by for a visit? Or did he go there


    just to see me?


    "Did he say anything to you?"


    I asked Nina over text.


    A whileter, she called me.


    "He said that he was on a business trip."


    As soon as I heard her answer, I sighed with relief, but I also felt a little ufortable.


    Nina continued, "But I don''t think that he came here on a business trip at all. He looked worn out.


    His hair was in a mess and his clothes were wrinkled. Charles is the kind of man who pays a lot of


    attention to his image, and I don''t think that he would really show up looking like a mess if he was


    really here on a business trip. I think that he is just using the business trip as an excuse to see you."


    "That''s impossible!" I said firmly.


    "Why so?" Nina asked helplessly.


    "I don''t think he''lle to me. I got to go to thepany now, so bye!"


    I was not in the mood to talk about him anymore, so I hung up.


    However, Nina''s call left me feeling restless all day long.


    After work, I went straight home, but I was surprised to see Rita and Richard outside my door.


    I decided to ignore them after ncing at them for just a second. Passing by them, I opened the


    door.


    Rita followed me closely with a hypocritical smile.


    "Scarlett, how are you doing abroad? I haven''t seen you in a long time. Are you used to living here?


    Have you adapted yourself to the new ce yet? If you have any difficulties, then please, let me


    know and I will do my best to help you. And..." After greeting me intimately, she tried to hold my


    hand.


    I dodged and interrupted her.


    "Don''t beat around the bush, and get to the point, will you?" I said to her coldly with an indifferent


    look in my eyes.


    "I drugged Charles'' wine at Michael''s birthday party," Rita said casually as she sat down on the


    couch.


    I was shocked at first, but soon I pulled myself together. My rtionship with Charles had been


    made public that day, and Rita was certainly not the type to give up so easily.


    "I was trying to get Charles to go to my room, but he went to your room by ident." Rita was


    fuming with rage as she uttered those words.


    "So, are you here to apologize to me now?"


    "I want you to know that Charles only slept with you that night because he was drugged, and not


    because he loves you," Rita said to me earnestly, taking a deep breath.


    "Oh..." I gave her an uninterested nce, because I did not care about it at all.


    "I don''t care about what happened. I still want to be with Charles. I love him more than anything in


    the world," she confessed with a smile.


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    "If you are going to confess your love, then don''t do it to me. Don''t say such disgusting words in


    front of me. And perhaps, you''re the only one who knows if you''re speaking the truth or not." My


    tone was indifferent as I looked at her clenched fists.


    I recalled that night. Charles had not seemed to be drugged at all. In fact, he had been more sober


    than me.


    "By the way, Charles was sober that night." Out of the kindness in my heart, I told Rita the truth.


    "That''s impossible! How could Charles have been sober? He just lost his senses under the effect of


    the drug. There''s no way he''ll touch you otherwise. He hates you!" Rita shouted at me in panic.