Farewell To My Endless Love

Chapter 290 She Takes Me As Her Husband

Charles' POV:

When I arrived at the company it was still pretty early in the morning.

While I was sitting alone in my office, my mother's call broke the silence. "Charles, I still want to talk to Scarlett. You two are a couple. There is no need for you to end up like this, and it was not because of you that James..."

"Don't go." I interrupted her coldly.

"Don't you want to patch up with her? Well, why don't you try to talk to her?"

"Mom, stop talking about it, will you? Listen to me, and don't call Scarlett." Although my head felt like it was about to explode from the pain, I had to suppress my emotions and persuade my mother.

In the end, she finally gave in and hung up with a heavy sigh.

I tried to ease my pain by massaging my temples, but it did not help.

All of a sudden, there was a knock on the door, and Amy walked in.

Before she could say anything, I frowned, and ordered, "Postpone the meeting for twenty minutes."

She seemed to want to say something, but eventually she left quietly.

Later that evening, I went to the Mint Bar. I hadn't been there in a long time.

Spencer poured me a glass of wine in the private room before he shook his head and sighed. "Since you have stopped coming to my bar, I am going to have to think that you've given up drinking."

"I'm too busy with my work." I lowered my head and continued to drink coldly. Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

"I am going to open a new branch of the bar in Kitsap next week. Would you like to come?"

"I'm busy next week. I'm afraid I won't be available."

Spencer nudged me with his elbow, raised his eyebrows at me, and said tentatively, "I also invited William and I asked him to bring a date along. Maybe, you can see Scarlett..."

All of a sudden, a sharp noise filled the room.

I crushed the wine glass until the liquid spilled all over the floor.

"Ah! Charles!" Spencer screamed and prized my fingers from the broken glass.

My brain seemed to be numb. I looked at the glass fragments and scratches in my palm, but I didn't feel any pain. "Fortunately, it's just a few scratches."

Spencer carefully removed the debris. I noticed that my palm wasn't badly injured. He rolled his eyes at me, disinfected the wound, and put a Band-Aid on it.

"Can you stop scaring me?"

"I'm sorry. I don't think I can attend the opening of your new bar. If you see Scarlett, then please don't mention me." I subconsciously clenched my fists as I looked at him seriously.

My heart ached at the thought of Scarlett being another man's date. It felt like someone was suffocating me with a plastic bag.

However, I knew that I had no right to take her back now.

With a complex expression, Spencer turned to me. "Okay, I understand."

"Thank you."

He poured me another glass of wine and put it in front of me. "What if Scarlett asks for you?"

"There's just no way that's gonna happen. I am certain that she won't even mention me." With a bitter smile on my lips, I finished the wine in my glass.

Spencer drank with me in silence, and after a long time, I felt like I was in a trance.

I was so drunk that I poured the wine directly on the table.

Spencer took the bottle away from me, put it down aside, and walked me out. "You've had enough. I don't want to wake up to the news channels talking about how Mr. Moore was suffering from alcoholism in his friend's bar."

I was carried into the car and driven to the Moore mansion.

"Charles, why did you drink so much?" A sweet voice came, tugging at my heart strings.

I forced myself to open my eyes and I saw Scarlett.

She was wearing pajamas and her long hair hung loosely over her shoulders. She seemed to be glowing that I found it hard to see her face clearly.

I staggered towards her and held her in my arms. "Scarlett, I miss you so much."

That moment, the phone rang sharply.

I tightened my grip, but when I opened my eyes, I saw that it was not Scarlett in my arms, it was just a blanket.

It was just a dream.

Spencer's POV:

A week later, I invited Vivian to come with me to Kitsap.

The driver started the car and I slowly leaned against the backseat of the car as I closed my eyes to rest.

Vivian turned to me and asked, "Spencer, do you think Scarlett is going to come? I haven't seen her in a long time and I really miss her."

"I have no idea, but Charles seems to believe that she won't be coming." I could not help but sigh.

"What a pity!"

I saw her lowering her head in disappointment when I turned around.

I immediately blurted out, "Actually, William has accepted my invitation. When I reminded him to bring Scarlett with him, he did not say no."

Vivian looked at me in surprise, but there was a hint of bitterness in her eyes. "That's so ridiculous! Now we can't see Scarlett unless we invite William." "Yeah, I didn't expect that to be the case, either." Back then Scarlett and Charles would always be together. They were really sweet and happy.

That evening, I invited William to dinner.

He showed up on time, but Scarlett was not with him.

I proposed a toast to him and asked in a curious tone, "Didn't I ask you to bring a date? Why didn't Scarlett come?"

William smiled like a real gentleman. "Scarlett has not been feeling well lately, and that's why she did not want to come."

"Didn't you tell her that I was the one that invited you two?" I frowned, looking at him seriously.

William was calm and let out a faint sigh. "There's something that you don't know. Scarlett has lost her memory."

I was so shocked that I let my wine glass slip from my hand and fall to the floor, shattering it into pieces. I did not come to my senses until someone pulled me back a little to prevent me from stepping on the broken glass.

"Are you okay?" Vivian looked at me, and before I could even reply, she turned to William and bombarded him with questions. "How could Scarlett lose her memory? Did she get into an accident? How is she now?"

"She is recovering gradually, but..." William stopped all of a sudden. There seemed to be a hint of embarrassment in his eyes.

"But what? Tell me!" I urged him anxiously.

With a helpless smile, William caressed the ring on his finger. "After Scarlett lost her memory, she mistook me for her... husband."

"What the fuck?" I was so shocked that my brain almost could not process what was going on.

Vivian couldn't believe her ears either. She gave a wry smile and asked, "How could that be possible? Scarlett and Charles haven't divorced yet! I think that you should explain it to her."

"I tried to, but whenever I mentioned Charles ' name, she began to scream hysterically. So I did not dare to mention his name again, and nor did I dare to clarify our relationship. I had no choice but to

play along as her husband."

Upon hearing that, Vivian asked tentatively, "So, do you two sleep together?"

However William just smiled as though she had just asked him a really stupid question.

His smile infuriated me. I quickly grabbed his collar and said through gritted teeth, "Say something! Do you dare not to answer me?"

William looked down at my hand before he pushed me away with a calm smile. "Yes, we do sleep together."

"Oh my God! How can you do that?" Vivian gasped in horror and covered her mouth in shock.

"But Scarlett has completely forgotten about Charles. In her eyes, I am her husband. She will get suspicious if we don't sleep together." Taking things for granted, William carefully observed our expressions before he continued in a polite tone, "I thought that Charles would be here today, and I was planning to talk to him about it."

The moment I heard those words, I felt as if my head was going to explode.

I felt that it was a good thing that Charles had turned down my invitation.

If he was here, he would have certainly killed William by now.

After calming down a little, I looked at William and asked in a cold voice, "You took Rita away, didn't you? How did you deal with her? Is she dead?"

The smile on William's lips finally disappeared, and a strange coldness clouded his eyes. "I'm going to dig Rita's grave soon."

Hearing that, Vivian gasped in shock. "What do you mean? Why do you want to dig her grave?"

"I had asked the doctor to take back my sister's heart from Rita's body."

I could not help but shiver subconsciously as I looked at the man in front of me in disbelief.

"But I recently found that there was something strange about the doctor. I hadn't actually seen him do the surgery at that time, so I am a little worried and I want to confirm it."

Vivian and I fell into silence.

Who would have thought that a gentleman like William could be such a ruthless monster?

It was now evident to me that I had underestimated him all along.