Chapter 133 I Wanted This Wedding


    Scarlett''s POV:


    "I said I want this wedding more than anyone else," Charles repeated himself, looking at me.


    As I smiled bitterly, a hint of disappointment shed in my eyes.


    "Don''t you want to be with me?" Charles stood up and slowly walked towards me.


    "I just want to keep a low profile," I answered, shaking my head.


    "We are already married. The wedding is just a ceremony." He seemed to be so emotional that his


    eyes were almost red.


    "But it''s not something that I want," I said in a firm voice.


    "But I want the whole world to see you wearing a wedding dress for me," Charles said softly.


    I hung my head and sat on the edge of the bed without saying anything to him.


    "I''ll get some water to wash your feet." Saying that with a sigh, Charles left.


    "Charles, you are going to get tired of me sooner orter." Looking at his back, I could not help but


    shout.


    He paused and said in a casual tone, "Even if it means that I would get tired of you in the future, we


    should still try to build our love first, right?" I was speechless, and did not know what to say. Charles


    walked out of the bathroom with a bucket in his hand. Helping me soak my feet in the soothing


    warm water, he was so gentle and focused.


    "Charles, I don''t want a wedding with you," I repeated firmly.


    "I know."


    His attitude rendered me speechless.


    "You are going to regret marrying someone you don''t love." Saying that, I dropped my hands feebly.


    "I love you, and I''m certain of it. But as for whether you feel the same about me or not, I think you


    should ask that to yourself." Charles looked at me with determination in his eyes.


    I did not know what to say, and I was clearly dumbfounded. Without saying more, Charles wiped my


    feet dry and walked to the bathroom to empty the bucket.


    I was lost in thought as Iy on the bed, staring at the ceiling.


    "You haven''t changed your sanitary pad the entire day." Standing by the bed, Charles looked at me.


    "So you weren''t on your period at all, were you?"


    I kept silent, feeling a little upset that Ipletely forgot about it.


    "Do you find it amusing to lie to me?"


    I shook my head instinctively.


    "You are my woman, and you can''t avoid such things. Besides, I am a man with a strong sexual


    desire," Charles said lightly as he leaned down to kiss my neck.


    I groaned and tried to resist him. Charles made me lie straight as he looked into my eyes.


    "Why can''t you try to ept me?" There was a hint of confusion in his tone.


    I gave a helpless sigh as I said, "I don''t have confidence in you."


    "But haven''t you loved me ever since you were a kid?" Charles reminded me in a confident tone.


    "I only did it because I was young and thoughtless." I looked away in embarrassment.


    "Then you are more thoughtless now!" he sneered.


    "Do you still want me?" I asked him in an angry tone.


    "Of course, I do!" Charles continued to exin with a smile, "Men always value the things more


    when they have to suffer to get it. If you are obedient and submissive, then I might get tired of you


    before the wedding, and we''ll probably not have to hold a wedding ceremony at all."


    My heart felt heavy again when I heard those words. "If you would get tired of me so soon... Then


    how are we supposed to spend the rest of our lives together?"


    "You want to be with me for the rest of our lives, don''t you?" Charles said with a smile, rubbing my


    nose yfully.


    I turned away and ignored him. I knew that he was doing it on purpose.


    "I was just kidding. Anyway, I won''t let you get away from me again." Saying that, he kissed me on


    the forehead.


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    "Can you really do that?" I asked, looking at him with suspicion in my eyes.


    "I promise, I will," he said, leaning down to kiss me.


    But without any second thoughts, I immediately pushed him away. He had already hurt me once,


    and I did not want to let him hurt me again.


    "Why not?" Charles asked with a frown.


    "I''m just tired." I massaged my forehead in exhaustion.


    He looked at me calmly and said, "That''s not good enough, honey."


    Even after thinking for a while, I still could note up with a convincing excuse. All of a sudden, I


    felt a chill on my chest and looked down to see that he had unbuttoned my shirt.


    "Wait!" I grabbed his hands and suddenly thought of an idea. "I have a stomachache."


    "Really?" he asked, looking at me suspiciously.


    "Yes!" I pretended to seem very sincere.


    "Where exactly does it hurt?" His eyes were filled with worry and panic as he ced his hand over


    my belly.


    Flustered, I grabbed his hand and ced it on the side of my stomach. "Here."


    Since I used too much strength, I grimaced from the pain.


    "Let''s go. I''ll take you to the hospital," he said nervously.


    When I saw how panicked he was, I could not help but be stunned.


    Seeing him rummaging through the closet in a hurry, I quickly said, "I''m fine now."


    He immediately put down the clothes, walked back to the bed, and looked down at me. There was


    still a hint of worry in his eyes. "What happened really?"


    "I just don''t want to..." I said in a guilty tone, lowering my head.


    Charles was clearly angry as he turned around, closed the wardrobe, and looked at me with his


    hands on his hips. I could not bring myself to look at him, so I turned around andy with my back


    facing him.


    I suddenly felt the mattress sink a little and his arms wrap around me.


    "Come and face me." His tone was imperative, like he was feeling a little awkward. It was so cute.


    Iy obediently, and he hugged me warmly. Charles kissed me on the forehead before he turned off


    the bedsidemp.


    Seeing that, I suddenly felt nervous.


    "Sleep," he said in a gentle voice.


    With a sigh of relief, I slowly drifted to sleep.


    The next day, I woke up with a sore throat. When I opened my eyes, I felt a burning pain in my


    throat and I felt a little dizzy.


    After I freshened up, I walked to the living room in low spirits.


    "Did you get sick?" Alice touched my forehead with a worried look.


    "I seem to have caught a cold," I replied in a hoarse voice, and immediately felt a sting in my throat


    again.


    Alice looked at me lovingly before she turned to Charles and red at him. "It''s all your fault. You


    insisted on climbing the mountain despite the cold weather, and that''s why Scarlett now has a cold."


    Charles silently brought me a thermometer and some fever medicines.


    "Go away. I''ll take care of her. Even looking at you pisses me off!" After driving him away, she


    walked back to my room with me.


    Charles'' POV:


    What was wrong with me? Why did I take Scarlett hiking? I med Spencer for telling me that


    hiking was a good way for me and Scarlett to build our rtionship.


    After my mom drove me away, I walked to the study.


    "Why are you here? Why aren''t you apanying your wife?" My father asked, looking at me in


    surprise.


    "Dad, can you do me a favor? Pressure Scarlett and make her agree to the wedding," I asked,


    ignoring the surprised look in his eyes.


    My father sighed helplessly. "Even if you have a wedding ceremony, you can''t win Scarlett over, and


    your marriage might end up being a mess."


    My heart was teeming with emotions, and I could not say anything.


    My father stood up and patted me on the shoulder with a smile. "Boy, we should not rush her.


    Women don''t like it when they being pushed too hard." "Dad, let''s go have breakfast first," I said


    heavily and walked downstairs with him.


    After we finished eating, Scarlett insisted that she had to go to the TV station. I could not make her


    change her mind, so I drove her to work. It was a quiet ride.


    "I''ve booked an air ticket for this afternoon," Scarlett said to me as soon as we arrived at the TV


    station.


    "We''re going to be really busy for a while. Just cancel the air ticket," I said lightly, ncing at her.


    "Why are we going to be busy?" Scarlett murmured in a low voice.


    I stared at her for a long time before I finally said, "We have to take wedding photos, decorate the


    wedding venue, and send invitations. So we''re obviously going to be busy."


    "You have taken wedding photos with Rita, so I am not going to take photos with you," Scarlett said


    in a sobbing tone, looking up at me.


    I could not help but feel that it was all my fault.


    "If you refuse, then I will stay here just to keep a close eye on you."


    "Bye!" Scarlett hissed and unbuckled her seat belt.


    I couldn''t help but caress her soft hair.


    But she shook off my hand, ring at me.


    "I won''t try on wedding dresses or take wedding photos," she added resolutely before she got off


    the car.


    Without saying anything, I watched her walk into thepany and then drove away.


    No matter what Scarlett said... I was determined to hold a wedding ceremony for us!