Farewell To My Endless Love novel Chapter 198

Charles' POV:

After leaving Scarlett's house, I told Spencer I'd meet him at his bar. The moment I entered the bar, the deafening music resonated in my ears. It was so noisy that I frowned with displeasure.

If only I could stay with Scarlett at home, I would never go out to drink at a bar.

"Come on, man! Let's drink!" Naturally, Spencer couldn't read my mind, so he asked me to sit down and drink with him.

But before long, I received a message from my mother. "Scarlett is here with James."

After having read the message, I sprang to my feet and couldn't wait to get out of the bar.

"Charles, what the hell, man? We just got here. Where are you going?" Spencer asked when he caught up with me.

"Scarlett is at home. I wanna go back now. Sorry, dude. I have to cancel on you today," I said with a little bit of regret.

"Well, your wife is always more important than your bro! It's cool. Let me see you off, then!" Spencer responded.

"Thanks, Spencer," I replied. Spencer knew me well, so he didn't get mad at me. Instead, he just followed me to the entrance of the bar.

It was then that I saw Vivian at a corner of the bar, speaking to a man. I patted Spencer on the shoulder, asking him to take a look.

Quietly, we approached him. And when we were close enough, we were able to hear the man speak. "I'll see you again next time, babe!"

"Fuck off!" Vivian growled.

"Spencer, do you think she cuckolded you?" Once the man had left, I couldn't help but tease Spencer.

"That's impossible!" I could tell that Spencer was infuriated. He hurried to Vivian's side and asked, "Who was that man?"

It seemed like she didn't expect to run into Spencer here. "He's one of my friends," she replied.

"A friend, huh? Then why did you call you 'babe' ?" Spencer refused to believe her.

"Spencer, that's enough. I'm too exhausted to deal with your crap." Vivian had no intention of answering and just walked away from him.

"Spencer, I gotta go, dude. Go ahead and deal with your problem."

Seeing that they were having a fight, I decided to leave them alone.

Upon my arrival at home, I changed my shoes at the door and was about to go upstairs. However, I suddenly realized that I reeked of smoke. I knew that Scarlett wouldn't like it, so I decided to go the bathroom to take a shower first.

About a half hour later, I finished cleaning myself and now I smelled great.

I put on my pajamas, which were the same style as Scarlett's.

I stared at myself in the mirror. My hair was still damp, and my muscles were well-outlined. Not to toot my own horn, but I was quite proud that my figure was great. Then, I deliberately left the two topmost buttons of my shirt unbuttoned.

If I were to seduce Scarlett now, she wouldn't be able to resist my charms. 'This plan is going to work!' I remarked inwardly.

"Scarlett!" I exclaimed, opening the door of the baby's room.

But I was disappointed to see that only James was sleeping in bed.

'Where on earth is Scarlett?'

Suddenly, I heard a set of footsteps coming from behind me.

"Charles?"

Delighted, I turned around and asked, "Where have you been?"

Scarlett raised a glass of water she was holding. "I went to get some water."

Then, she looked at me and asked, "Aren't you going in?"

Only then did I realize that I had been standing at the doorway.

"Yes, of course. I'm sure James misses me. I want to see him."

While I was trying to figure out what happened, someone opened the door and came in. It was Charles.

"Charles, how did I end up sleeping here? Where's James?"

"You were sleeping so soundly last night, and you kept calling my name. What's up with that? Do you still have feelings for me?" Charles didn't answer my question, and he just stared at me with those taunting eyes.

"Nonsense! Do you think I could do something like that?" I argued. Then, I wrapped myself with the blanket and glared at him.

"There's no need to get mad, Scarlett. I'm just here to tell you that from now on, James and you can sleep in the master's bedroom, and I'll sleep in the nursery." Charles suddenly became serious.

"No, thanks. Aren't you going to tell me where James is? You haven't even answered the question yet!"

"Don't get so worked up. Mom just took him out for some fresh air," he answered.

All of a sudden, Charles got closer to me. We were so close to each other that our faces were merely inches apart.

His eyes were as deep and unpredictable as the ocean. Somehow, it seemed like there was a storm hiding beneath them.

We hadn't been this close for a long time. Suddenly, the atmosphere became tense and ambiguous. I could feel my heart racing, and I had goosebumps. I felt so nervous that I couldn't even say a word.

After having stared at me for a long time, he chuckled. "You're adorable."

That simple sentence was enough to make me blush. Oh, how I hated myself for losing my composure!

After composing myself, I said, "Charles, I'm your ex-wife now. You need to distance yourself from me."

"And why should I do that? You are James ' mother, and I am his father. Like it or not, we're a family,"

Charles answered, getting even closer to me. I pulled up the quilt with both hands, slowly retreating until my back was against the headboard. Soon, I found myself entrapped by him.

"Charles, what the hell are you trying to do? Don't come any closer!"

"Shh! I just want to do something important before we go downstairs for breakfast," he said. The sound of his deep, bewitching voice made my heart beat even faster.