Farewell To My Endless Love novel Chapter 56

Charles' POV:

Scarlett pushed me away with all her strength and then rushed to the bathroom. She was like a deer fleeing for safety. For some reason, I found that really cute and could not take my eyes off her.

"Charles, why do you always bully her? Scarlett isn't as cheeky as you are." Grandma glared at me. I pretended not to hear what she had said and just stared at the cherry meaningfully.

"Have you ever seen anyone call her husband 'brother'? I just wanted to punish her."

"What do you expect? You're the one who proposed the divorce, but you keep on delaying it," Grandma reminded in a serious tone.

I did not expect her to bring up the divorce again. Well, I could not blame them. After all, all my family knew was that my relationship with Scarlett was just complicated. All of a sudden, the air in the room became stuffy. For a moment, I was at a loss. I did not know how to answer Grandma's question. She was right, after all.

"I've watched Scarlett grow up with my own eyes. We all know she likes you. She may have said that she regards you as her brother, but I don't think she meant it. You should reflect on yourself. Scarlett is a nice girl. You shouldn't treat her like this," Grandma advised.

"Grandma..." I did not want to talk about it anymore.

"Charles, if you like Scarlett, then tell her the truth. Stop being a coward, and man up. Scarlett will change her mind sooner or later, and you'll regret it when that time comes."

At that moment, the door of the bathroom opened. Grandma immediately stopped talking and continued trimming her roses.

Her words hit my heart like a heavy hammer. Did Scarlett still love me like she did before? Or had she already moved on? I did not dare to think about it.

While I was in deep thought, Scarlett walked over. She bit her lip in disdain and stared daggers at me. She must have been dissatisfied with what I had done just now. However, my attention was drawn to her lips, and only one thought came to my mind: I wanted to kiss her.

It took me a moment before I realized I had been staring at her absentmindedly. With that, I quickly looked away.

"Grandma, what were you talking about just now? I think I heard you say 'regret'. What about it?" Scarlett sat down again. But this time, she sat next to Grandma.

"Nothing. I just gave Charles an earful. He always bullies you. He doesn't seem like a brother at all!" Grandma replied with a hint of sarcasm in her voice. I could see that she got a little emotional.

"But Charles does seem like an elder brother to me. He takes care of me all the time." Scarlett patted Grandma on the back comfortingly. When she spoke, her tone was gentle as though she were coaxing a child. She must still be mad at me that she did not even glance at me.

Since when did I treat her as a sister?

How could she say that? Annoyed at her attitude, I stood up from my seat and looked at her with a burning gaze.

"I have no idea when I've ever treated you as my sister." I turned around and went upstairs without even giving Scarlett and Grandma a chance to speak.

When I reached the second flight of stairs, I took a look at Scarlett downstairs. She was chatting and laughing with Grandma, and she seemed to be unaffected that I had walked out.

"Scarlett, tell me the truth. Did he do anything to you?" Grandma asked with concern.

Before I could say anything, Alice interjected, "Our Scarlett is so pretty. We can't let anyone who bullies her get away!"

I shook my head and reassured Grandma that nothing had happened to me.

Even so, Alice was still fuming in anger. For some reason, she believed that the news about Henry Woodson was a bad omen.

The matter went on even during dinner.

"Scarlett, you're young and naive. There are many bad men in the world. You have to be careful. I can't promise anything. But I'm sure that Charles is stronger than that old geezer. He's trustworthy and reliable," Grandma earnestly said to me.

I never thought that she would say something like that to me. Upon hearing what she had said, my face turned beet red. What was Grandma thinking about? And how did our conversation lead to this?

Charles happened to come downstairs at that very moment. "What 'reliable'?" he asked while looking at me.

My face turned even redder. I did not know where to put myself.