Farewell To My Endless Love

Chapter 49 Cake

Charles' POV:

Scarlett stayed as far as she could away from me. She was cramming herself in the farthest corner of the elevator, a helpless look on her face. I would not hurt her. Why did she seem so scared of me? Did she resent me?

As soon as I stepped out of the elevator, Rita rushed over and clung to my arm.

"Charles, I've been waiting for you for a long time. Why did you only come here now? Is Grandma getting better? I want to visit her with you." Rita rubbed her chest against my arm as she spoke.

Instead of being thrilled, I was disgusted, so I immediately withdrew my arm from her grasp.

"Grandma isn't in good health. I'll take you to her once she recovers," I reasoned out while trying my best to be patient.

"Are you still mad about what happened last time? I'm sorry, okay? I promise I won't go out to drink again. Charles, you don't know how much I miss you," Rita coaxed me in a sweet voice. I used to buy it. But now, it only smothered me.

How I hope I could hear something like that from Scarlett. However, she would never do that. All she wanted was to make a clean break with me.

"I was busy recently. I had to deal with a lot of things at the company. I'll visit you at the hospital when I'm free. Anyway, you should go back to your room and have a rest. You haven't completely recovered yet," I urged perfunctorily. If Rita stayed here, she would disturb Grandma in her ward.

"But I really want to visit Grandma," Rita insisted.

I frowned and sighed in exasperation. "Grandma doesn't like you. You should be very clear about that by now. You'll only put her under stress."

As I did not agree, Rita turned to Scarlett and begged for her sympathy.

"Scarlett, can you go inside and plead with Grandma for me?" Rita implored while sobbing pitifully.

Scarlett glanced at me, probably to see how I would react. Then, she turned to look at Rita and shook her head. "I'm afraid I can't. It's your problem. I'm merely an outsider."

"Why won't you help me? I know I was wrong. I just want to apologize to Grandma in person." Rita wiped her tears, but she would not stop sobbing.

Grandma's health was at stake here, so I did not give in much less compromise. I knew it would only cause more trouble if I helped Rita. She liked making trouble, after all.

Without a word, I left with Scarlett. But then, Rita decided to follow us. This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

"Rita!" I stopped in my tracks and looked around.

I saw Richard, her bodyguard, a few yards away from us.

"Take Rita back to her ward and make sure she doesn't go out. Otherwise, you don't have to come to work next month," I ordered sternly.

Scarlett's POV:

I was bewildered when I saw that Charles's attitude changed towards Rita.

As soon as he finished speaking, he took me to Grandma's ward.

At that moment, Grandma was lying on the bed and laughing heartily as she watched TV.

"Finally, you're here! I've been waiting for you two to visit me for a long time." Grandma waved at me and added, "Scarlett, come and sit next to me."

"Grandma, have you been feeling better?" I asked with a smile. I wished Grandma would recover soon. In that way, she could finally give me our marriage certificate once she was discharged from the hospital. Was I unscrupulous to wish for my own selfish desire?

"Yes. I feel better now than before. But, sometimes, my head would hurt so badly. I may have to stay in the hospital for a few more months," Grandma replied with a smile. She seemed to have seen through what I was thinking.

"Don't worry about me. Anyway, let's see what Grandma is keeping for you." Grandma pinched my cheek and then opened the cupboard. My eyes widened in surprise when I saw what she was handing to me.

"It's Cadecake! Didn't the owner of this cake shop move back to his hometown?" I asked in surprise. Nevertheless, I was beaming with happiness.

I used to eat their cakes when I was a child. Unfortunately, the owner of this cake shop moved away when I was in high school. I had not had such a tasty cake since then.

"I asked Charles to buy it. At first, he thought it was troublesome. But when he heard that it was your favorite, he went there in person without hesitation. I heard that there was even a rainstorm when he went to the countryside. Well, at least, he protected your cake well." Grandma blinked and looked at me expectantly.

In awe, I turned to look at Charles. It was only then that I noticed that his hair was slightly unkempt, and his trousers were a little damp. Charles was also looking at me. There was a faint smile in his eyes, and he did not seem as cold as he usually was. Instead, he seemed gentle and at ease.

It suddenly occurred to me that he smiled like this when he kissed me. At the thought of this, my face turned red.

"Stop looking at me. I won't give you some. It's all mine." I let out a snort and turned my head away as though I was not moved by what he had done.

"I'm not gonna ask for some anyway. It's just like in the past, don't you think so? I always gave my share to you when we were kids. Charles smiled and pulled a chair next to me.

That was true. He treated me well sometimes.

"Grandma, look at Scarlett. She's bullying me," Charles complained to Grandma with a feigned hurt expression.

"Oh, shut up. Who would dare to bully you? I knew you made fun of Scarlett and bullied her when you were little. I just wish you wouldn't bully her anymore." Grandma cupped my face and smiled. But as she did so, she happened to lift my hair, and her face froze all of a sudden.

She turned to look at Charles meaningfully. For some reason, she seemed to be holding back her glee, and she kept blinking her eyes at him as though expressing her appreciation. I immediately realized what was wrong. She must have seen the hickey on my neck. I fixed my hair at once and lowered my gaze, too embarrassed to look at them.

Charles probably saw that my face was beet red. He stroked my hair and chuckled.

"Well, I'm going to take a rest. You can go back now." Grandma noticed that something must be going on between Charles and me, so she smiled ambiguously and drove us out.

I followed Charles into the elevator. I could not stop smiling like an idiot as I stared at the delicate cake in my hands.

Honestly, I had no idea why I was smiling from ear to ear. Perhaps it was because I imagined how embarrassing Charles looked like when he was drenched in heavy rain. He must have been in a mess at that time.

At the thought of this, I glanced at him and saw he was staring at me with his arms crossed over his chest. His eyes, for some reason, were filled with lust. He looked like a wolf in a rut, eager to vent his sexual desire.

I could not help but bite my lips, anxious that he would suddenly lean over and kiss me.

"I'll take a taxi later. You don't have to drive me home," I immediately said the instant the elevator door opened. I was worried Charles would offer to send me home. Knowing him, he would not take no for an answer.

"You like flattering yourself, don't you? I don't have time to send you home. I have to go see Rita." Charles snorted and looked at me sideways. His demeanor changed from what it was a while ago. Now, his tone was as mean as it usually was.

"I hope so. By the way, thank you for the cake. You idiot could've caught a cold in the heavy rain," I retorted. I refused to admit to being inferior. It was just like in the past. We could not get along with each other. And when we were together, we would not stop quarreling until we both got hurt.

With that, I hailed a taxi and waved goodbye at Charles with a smile.

"Bye, Mr. Moore."

Charles gritted his teeth and glared at me with a sneer. He then slammed the door shut behind me. A few moments later, the car disappeared at the corner of the street.

As soon as I arrived home, I received a message from Charles.

"Little virgin, don't forget to make breakfast for me for a week."

I was going on a business trip next week, so I could only return the favor from Charles when I returned.

"Let's talk about it when I'm back from my business trip." "Come back early."