Chapter 123 Valentine''s Day
Scarlett''s POV:
When the video call ended, I burst intoughter as I remembered how Charles was "bullied" by his
family members.
"You''re not that happy when you see me, your own husband," Charlesined with a frown.
My smile faltered when I noticed the unrestrained joy on my face. Embarrassed, I straightened my
scarf and turned my face away.
Charles touched my scarf and asked, "Why are still wearing a scarf at home?"
"What are you doing?" I took a step back and looked at him warily.
Charles withdrew his hand and shrugged his shoulders. "Why are you wrapped so tightly at home?
I''ve seen you naked, you know."
"Well, my neck hurts." I shielded my scarf with my hands and took a step back vigntly.
"If you want, I can stay here overnight. I''ll give you a massage in return." Charles reached out to pull
the scarf off my neck again.
"No, I don''t want to!" I protested firmly, hoping he would not insist.
"I''ll stay overnight for free then. I don''t mind spending the night here. I can make do with it." Charles
spread out his hands and sighed helplessly. However, I knew him better than anyone else. I''m sure
he was just trying to make me feel sorry for him.
I nced at him. "No, you can''t. I''ll book a hotel room for you," I protested in an icy cold tone.
With that, I took out my phone to call the hotel and book a room for Charles.
But before I could hit the call button, Charles grabbed my hand pulled me outside of my house. I
struggled to get out of his grasp but to no avail. "Where-where are you taking me?"
"Somewhere nice to celebrate Valentine''s Day, of course," Charles answered calmly.
He then pulled me into his car, and he left me no chance to escape.
Today was Valentine''s Day. Because of this, a lot of people were on the streets. Most of them were
couples.
They were all beaming with happiness. Thanks to the festive atmosphere, my anger gradually
dissipated. I could literally feel the saying that "love is in the air."
The car was stuck in a traffic jam for a few minutes. Thankfully, the cars started moving not long
after. Soon, our car came to a halt in front of a sophisticated restaurant.
I looked around and thought that this ce was not suitable for the two of us. However, I did not
want to upset Charles, so I did not say out loud what was on my mind.
"When did you make a reservation in this restaurant?" I curiously asked.
Charles looked at me and smiled. "Just before we came here."
My eyes widened in awe. "It''s not easy to book a table in such a restaurant on Valentine''s Day."
Charles nced at mezily and answered, "Of course, money."
I suddenly remembered that there were indeed a lot of things in the world that could be bought with
money. But... not me! He could not buy me. The moment we walked into the restaurant, the waiter
warmly weed us and led us to our table.
"Sir, Madam, should we serve the dishes now? Do you need anything else besides the ones you''ve
ordered?" the waiter asked with a smile while looking at me.
"Just serve the ones that were ordered. Thank you," I replied with a smile.
"Please wait a moment. The dinner will be ready shortly." The waiter turned around and left as soon
as he finished speaking.
A few momentster, the waiter returned with the dishes. He deftly served each dish one after
another. And soon, the food was finally ready.
Charles and I gazed at the scrumptious feast before us. Without further ado, we dug into the food
and ate in silence. We did not say a word and just enjoyed the pleasant atmosphere around us.
While we were eating, fireworks were set off outside, illuminating the night sky and breaking the
silence between the two of us.
I looked outside the window and gasped in shock as I saw the colorful fireworks. "It''s so beautiful!"
I remarked in a daze.
"Yes, it is," Charles replied in a dreamy voice.
I turned to look at him. To my surprise, he was not looking at the fireworks but at me. Was he talking
about the fireworks or me?
Hispliment made me feel hot in my ears. I lowered my head and continued eating. Although I
was touched, I bit my tongue to stop myself from smiling like an idiot.
It was already deep into the night when we finished eating dinner. Once we were ready to go,
Charles stood up and took his coat. "Will you be staying in a hotel or your apartment?"
I hesitated for a moment, wondering if it was a trick question. But then, I answered, "You stay in the
hotel, and I''ll go home."
"I can''t book a hotel room now, so your suggestion won''t work," Charles retorted with a meaningful
smile.
I looked at him but quickly looked away when our eyes met. I did not believe what he had said.
As I just stood there and did not move an inch, Charles urged, "Let''s go home."
Without waiting for my response, he turned around and walked out of the restaurant.
I could not help but sigh helplessly as I watched his receding figure. In the end, I decided to follow
him.
We arrived at my apartment after a while. Neither of us spoke as we took the elevator. I could smell
Charles''s masculine perfume, and my heart fluttered in my chest.
I looked at him out of the corner of my eye and furtively took a step away from him.
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However, Charles suddenly approached me and tried to remove my scarf again.
I clutched my scarf tightly and looked at him in horror. "Hey! What are you doing?"
As Charles saw that I reacted so strongly, he held up his hand in surrender, took a step back, and
kept a distance from me.
"Is there anything on your neck?" Charles curiously asked while staring at my neck.
"You think too much. My neck just hurt these past few days," I reasoned out.
If he found out that something had happened to me here, I doubted he would allow me to attend the
second training session. So, I had better hide my injury from him until it healed.
"What does that have to do with wearing a scarf?" Charles asked while eyeing me with suspicion.
"Well, the doctor advised that I should keep my neck warm, so it helps ease the pain." I turned my
face to one side and averted my gaze as I spoke.
"Do you really think I''ll believe that?" Charles smirked. Fortunately, he gave up trying to take off my
scarf.
It waste at night when we finally got home. These past few days, I had been busy moving my
belongings. Now, I was exhausted.
At that moment, I yawned tiredly and instructed Charles, "You sleep in the room, and I''ll sleep on
the sofa."
Charles nced at me and said nothing.
However, I could tell from his eyes that he had other intentions.
As he did not say anything, I turned around and entered the bedroom.
When I returned to the bedroom with an extra quilt, I saw Charles lying on the sofa. It seemed that
he had volunteered to sleep on the couch tonight. That was good then. That meant I would be
comfortable in my bed.
However, it did not take long before I proved myself wrong. When he saw me, he patted the narrow
space beside him and looked at me with a mischievous smile. "Come on. Let''s sleep on the sofa
together."
I clutched the quilt and firmly shook my head in refusal. "No."
Knowing Charles, he would not take no for an answer. He stood up from the sofa and started to
make his way to me.
I took several steps back until I backed into the wall. Without a word, Charles held me in his tight
embrace.
With a cunning smile, he touched my lips and whispered, "There''s nothing you can do about it.
Wherever you sleep, I''ll sleep next to you."
I could hear my heart pounding wildly in my chest. On the contrary, the culprit just looked at me
calmly.
"Tell me, where do you want to sleep tonight?" Charles asked with a sly smile.
"You choose first." I turned my head away and avoided eye contact with him. I could feel myself
hyperventting, but I forced myself to calm down.
However, Charles made things difficult for me yet again. Instead of restraining himself, he moved
closer to me. His breath tickled my ear, and it made my heart beat faster.
"I said I want to sleep with you," he whispered, turning a deaf ear to my refusal.
I stared daggers at him and snarkily asked, "So you traveled across the sea just to sleep with me?"