Farewell To My Endless Love novel Chapter 348

Charles' POV:

After working for a whole day, I went back to the hotel, completely exhausted. Just as I was about to take a shower, I received a call.

I glanced at the phone's screen and froze. It was a video call from Scarlett.

It made me wonder if I was hallucinating.

'Why is this heartless woman calling me?'

The phone kept on ringing and the word "honey" continuously flashed on the screen.

'Damn! It's really Scarlett calling me!'

I rushed into the bathroom and stared at myself in the mirror. I looked disheveled, haggard, and unpresentable. These days, I hadn't been paying attention to my appearance, and I hadn't even shaved my beard.

I wanted to answer the video call, but I hesitated because of how I looked.

'I can't really show myself to her looking like this!

I need to look damn near perfect in front of her, ' I thought.

Thus, I washed up quickly. After taking a quick shower, I dried my hair, shaved my beard, and put on some night wear.

Once I was sure that everything was perfect, I called Scarlett back. While I was waiting for her to answer the call, my heart was racing.

"Hi, Daddy!"

James' adorable face appeared on the screen.

'Wait... why isn't Scarlett on the phone?'

"Oh! Hi, James. Did you miss Daddy?" I forced an awkward smile.

"Yes, I did. Daddy, you haven't visited me in so long!" said my son.

"Daddyisbusylately. Anyway, where'syourmom?"

With the phone in his hands, James looked around and jumped into a particular direction.

"Mommy!"

"James, watch out!" I exclaimed.

Fortunately, a pair of delicate hands caught him. Soon, I saw Scarlett's beautiful face.

Within an instant, the surge of yearning broke through my defenses that I had worked so hard to build. It had been only a few weeks since I last saw her, but I had been longing for her already.

"Why did you call me all of a sudden?" I asked nonchalantly.

"James misses you," she answered listlessly.

"Oh... he misses me, huh?"

I spoke in lilting syllables on purpose. And just as I had expected, Scarlett was flustered.

"Baby, now that we've seen your dad, can we go play with your little brothers now?" Scarlett said to James.

"But I haven't finished talking with Daddy yet." James shook his head.

'Good job, my boy! You deserve to be my son!'

"Daddy, when will you be coming back?" asked James.

"Around three days or so. Sorry if it is taking so long, son."

"Okay. Come back soon. I miss you, and Jerry and Jason miss you as well," the boy replied. Suddenly, the boy's face turned red. "And Mommy misses you too."

"James, don't say such nonsensical things!" Scarlett grunted.

The smile on James' lips disappeared and he looked at me in bewilderment.

"Scarlett, don't get mad at him. He's still young and he has no idea what happened between us," I said crossly.

Scarlett didn't argue with me. She just squatted down next to James and touched the boy's face lovingly. "I'm sorry, my love. Dad has been very busy recently. Let's not disturb him anymore, okay?"

"Okay. Daddy, I really miss you, but you have work. Bye, Daddy. I love you!"

James kissed the phone screen and waved his hand at me goodbye.

"I miss you and I love you too, son. I'll be back in a few days. Bye!"

I waved back at him.

Scarlett took the phone and hung up before I could even take another look at her.

It seemed that she really didn't want to see me.

As I held Nicholas' hand and waited in the hall, Charles soon appeared in my sight. He had a boy in his arms.

"Hi, Charles. I'm here too!" I greeted him eagerly. Charles approached us and handed a gift to Nicholas. He didn't even bother to glance at me.

"Happy birthday, my friend."

"Charles, it's good to see that you're here! You didn't have to bring me a gift, bro." Nicholas grinned from ear to ear.

"My assistant bought it." Charles paused for a second and added, "That birthday gift is from me and my wife."

"Ah, then I should thank Mrs. Moore as well." Nicholas forced a smile.

I pursed my lips, annoyed by Nick's remark. 'Why does he still address Scarlett as Mrs. Moore? They're about to get divorced, alright?'

Unwilling to be ignored, I took the initiative to speak to him. "Charles, why did you bring your child here?"

Charles glanced down at his son and his face softened.

"He's rather clingy. I don't have a choice," he said.

"He's so adorable! Can I hug him?"

I reached out to take the child from him, but he moved back right away.

"Sorry, but my son is a neat freak just like me. He doesn't like it when strangers touch him," said Charles.

"Oh... I see."

I withdrew my hand, feeling awkward and kind of hurt.

'Don't give up, Nancy! It's not easy to meet with Charles. Do not miss this opportunity!' I told myself, trying to cheer myself up.

"I apologize if I've offended you just now, Charles. Anyway, thank you for coming to my brother's birthday party! I'd like to propose a toast to you."

I picked up a wine glass, gently clinking my glass with his as I fawningly muttered his name. I wanted everyone to know that Charles was here to see me.

"I've already told you that both my son and I are neat freaks. I do not appreciate strangers trying to touch my stuff. Did you not hear me the first time?"

Charles shot me a cold glance before throwing his wine glass at the table in disgust.

Suddenly, the tension in the room turned awkward. I could feel that everyone around me was looking at me with contempt. This humiliation brought tears to my eyes.