Chapter 192 As Long As I Don''t Leave Any Marks


    Scarlett''s POV:


    My body stiffened when Charles came closer and was about to kiss me. I quickly pushed him away


    and said, "Let me go! I have to leave."


    However, he ignored my struggle and continued to caress my neck, making me go weak to his


    touch. Holding my cheeks, he leaned in and kissed me gently.


    "You''re the one that took the initiative this time, Scarlett." He smiled as he whispered those words in


    my ear, his warm breath brushing against my skin.


    When I looked into his glistening deep eyes, it made me want to just give up.


    Charles bit my lips gently and said, "Stay focused."


    I was embarrassed and became instantly annoyed with him. "You''re in the wrong. How can you say


    such a thing when you''re the one taking advantage of me?"


    Without answering me, he continued to kiss a trail from my lips to my neck until I felt a slight sting.


    Feeling that, my heart began to race at once. "Charles! Don''t leave any marks!"


    Charles chuckled in a low, seductive voice, "Are you saying that I can do anything as long as it


    doesn''t leave marks?"


    Upon hearing that, my face flushed a deep red from the embarrassment. "No... Ah!"


    Before I could say another word, Charles interrupted me by carrying me in his arms.


    When I turned around, I was stunned to see that he was taking me to the bed.


    I couldn''t help but feel flustered.


    Charles put me down on the bed and leaned over.


    I ced my hands on his chest and reminded him in a loud voice, "Calm down. We''re divorced!"


    "So what?" Hepletely ignored my words and stared at me with obvious lust in his eyes.


    Trying to calm down, I red at him and retorted, "Do you always try to have sex with any woman


    who is single?"


    "I don''t. And you are not single," he replied in an ambiguous tone.


    While I was wondering what he meant by that, he grabbed my hands and pressed them against the


    head of the bed.


    All of a sudden, a soft ring was heard.


    I looked up and noticed that I had identally pressed the call bell that was beside the bed.


    Charles clicked his tongue and immediately turned it off.


    "Let go of me!" I struggled, my face red with embarrassment.


    I immediately realized that the nurse must be on her way. I was worried of what she might think of


    us if she saw us in bed in the hospital ward. "Did you do that on purpose?" Instead of giving up, he


    lowered his head to bite my lips gently as he muttered with dissatisfaction, "You''re so evil!" Furious,


    I tried to bite him back, but he dodged my attack with a smile.


    All of a sudden, the nurse pushed open the door and asked, "Mr. Moore, what can I do for you... Oh!


    I am sorry for disturbing you."


    Charles looked at her irritably and said, "Get out."


    I took the opportunity to push him away, jumped off the bed, opened the door, and ran out.


    Seeing that, the nurse was in a daze.


    I could not help but cover my neck in embarrassment.


    "I will get discharged on my own tomorrow and go home!" Charles shouted from behind me.


    I walked fast until I arrived at the parking lot. My heart was racing, and I could not feel it slowing


    down at all.


    ''Charles... He''s such a bastard!''


    That night, I could not sleep well. I even dreamed of being intimate with him.


    The next morning, I walked into the office, yawning tiredly.


    "Scarlett, didn''t you get enough rest?" Nina asked as she brought me a cup of coffee.


    "Thank you." Saying that, I took it from her with a grateful smile before I subconsciously covered my


    neck.


    But Nina suddenly came closer and began to examine my neck. "Wow, look at this!"


    "It''s nothing!" I retorted subconsciously. I had applied a thickyer of concealer over the hickey, so


    how could she still see it?


    Nina''s eyes narrowed at me as she asked with an ambiguous smile, "Who was it? Was it William?


    Or... Charles, perhaps?"


    "It''s time to work! How can you have time to chat when there is a pile of documents right before


    you?" In order to avoid answering her question, I pretended to be busy.


    During lunch break, Nina held my arm tightly as she took me to have lunch with her, leaving no


    room for me to escape.


    As soon as she ced our food order, she winked at me and asked, "It''s lunch break. Can we chat


    now?"


    I didn''t expect her to be so persistent. In the end, I couldn''t put up with her constant rain of


    questions, and I had to tell her about everything that happened the previous day.


    "It is obvious that you two love each other deeply, but because of what happened between you guys


    in the past, you find it difficult to let go and be with him now." Nina''s words felt like a nail that was


    hammered into my head.


    "There''s just too many misunderstandings between us and I don''t know what to do..." I couldn''t help


    but sigh.


    "Scarlett, why don''t you try to think of it from a different perspective? Your father was framed, and


    no one really knew exactly what happened back then. If Charles had stood up and protected your


    father rashly, then his behavior would bebeled as harboring evildoers. Besides, you two were not


    in love at that time, so there was no reason for Charles to help your father. It''s actually a bit unfair to


    hold him responsible for what happened back then..."


    Nina hesitated for a moment before she continued, "Don''t you think so?"


    I looked at her nkly while my fingers unconsciously clenched the fork.


    But deep down, I knew that she was speaking the truth, so I could not refute her.


    I was in a daze that after noon, and I only came back to my senses when it was time for me to get


    off work.


    J came to pick me up.


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    After I got in the car, I noticed that she was driving towards Moore mansion, so I immediately


    stopped her. "J, take me to my house, and not the Moore mansion."


    I was clearly not ready to face Charles now.


    However, the moment I arrived at my house, Alice called me and asked, "Scarlett, why aren''t you


    here yet?"


    Since I could not tell her that I was avoiding Charles, I had to give her an excuse. "Sorry. I forgot to


    tell you before. There is a lot of work for me to do, so I am going to have to work overtime."


    "All right, then. I agree that your work is really important, but you must not forget the fact that you''re


    also a mom now. James has been crying non-stop. He must really miss you," Alice said earnestly.


    I felt guilt and remorse cloud my heart as I said, "I''m sorry, I..."


    "Scarlett, there''s no need for you to apologize. You cane back tomorrow and be with him."


    After promising her that I woulde there the next day, I hung up.


    I tossed and turned in my bed. I was extremely exhausted, and yet, I could not fall asleep at all.


    I could not help but regret when I felt that I should have gone to the Moore mansion to be with


    James.


    When my rm rang the next morning, I woke up at once and felt my head hurting due to theck


    of sleep. Massaging my forehead, I got out of bed.


    J and Tracy had already prepared breakfast for me, so I quickly freshened up myself and sat


    down at the table.


    Tracy ced a cup of hot, mellow coffee in front of me before she said, "When I went to get coffee


    this morning, I saw Mr. Moore''s car outside."


    Stunned, I lowered my head to eat some cream cake while masking my expression.


    J also seemed to be surprised. "Is he still there? He was waiting out therest night, and he told


    me not to tell you that he''s there."


    I continued to eat breakfast, pretending like I did not hear them. The cake was truly the best one I''ve


    had until now.


    "He seems to know Scarlett''s tastes really well. He is the one that got the cream cake for her," Tracy


    said with a sigh.


    I suddenly felt like the cake became very dry in my mouth.


    After I finished my breakfast, J drove me to work.


    On our way, I browsed the news on the Inte. The news about the Lively Group was still the most


    trending topic online.


    All of a sudden, the car came to a screeching halt, making me almost toss my phone out.


    Tracy looked at me and asked with concern, "Scarlett, are you okay?"


    "I''m fine. What happened?" I looked out and saw that there were a group of people ahead, holding


    cameras and microphones in their hands. Seeing that, I could not help but frown.


    "Rita is there," J replied.


    I raised my eyebrows as I tilted my head and looked in front of me.


    Rita was standing in front of the car, looking quite haggard and sad.


    She nced into my eyes for a moment before she turned around and walked to the backseat. Like


    flies, the reporters were swarming beside her, following her.


    "What does she want now?" Tracy said impatiently.


    I smiled and said, "I am sure she''s trying to angle for some sympathy."


    But the next second, I heard a loud screaming from outside the car.


    Rita fainted. There were many people who saw that, but none of them stepped forward to help her.


    They seemed to be keener about taking pictures of her. The shlight from their cameras were so


    dazzling that I had to cover my eyes.


    One of the reporters banged his fist on my car, seemingly urging me to get off.


    I immediately understood their motive. If I did not get off the car, then their news report could end up


    being boring.


    "Leave them alone. Let''s go." I closed my eyes again, feeling that it if was out of my sight, it would


    be out of my mind.


    Upon hearing my words, J stepped on the gas, and the roaring car engine frightened the


    reporters, forcing them to make way for us.


    By noon, there was news of Rita fainting in front of a car all over the Inte. Someone found out


    that the license te of that car belonged to the Moore Group, but I was the one that used the car.


    There were others who began purposely misleading the public by saying that I was a heartless


    woman who turned a blind eye to Rita when she fainted before my car.


    "She was a talented actress, and I think that she should really continue to be an actress," Nina said


    sarcastically, handing her phone to me.


    I took it from her and saw Rita''stest Facebook post. "Thank you for all your concerns. I fainted


    because of my physical weakness, and I am feeling a lot better now. Please don''t cause trouble for


    Scarlett. She was just passing-by when it happened. She has nothing to do with me falling


    unconscious."