Farewell To My Endless Love

Chapter 303 He Deserves It

Scarlett's POV:

Every time I was alone with William, I felt uncomfortable.

I knew that he loved me, but I just couldn't love him back. And no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't force myself to accept his love.

When I went back to my room, my two babies were sleeping in their crib. Every night, before going to bed, I would check their condition several times.

Looking at their pure, innocent faces reminded me of James.

The three of them looked exactly like each other. Each time looked at the twins, I felt as though I was looking at James' face as an infant, and it broke my heart.

And this awful pain reminded me that James ' death was an unforgivable sin that Charles and I committed together.

"Mom! Mom, I'm scared! Help! Help me, please!" 'It's James! That's his voice!' I remarked inwardly.

I fell into an unprecedented panic.

"James? Is that you?" I cried. "Don't be afraid, my love! Where are you? Mommy's coming! I'll be right there!"

Desperately, I ran into the depths of the fog. But for some reason, my little angel's voice was drifting further and further away.

I looked around, anxious to find him. But sadly, he was nowhere to be found. All of a sudden, I felt a scathing pain in my ankle, and then I fell into a vast sea.

The turbulent tides drowned me and I kept struggling underwater.

Gradually, the water filled my lungs, and the lack of oxygen began to blur my vision.

In a trance, I hallucinated about James. His little body was motionless, drifting into the cold tides. And slowly, he sank to the boundless sea before me.

With every ounce of strength I had in my body, I desperately reached for my baby boy and shouted in my heart.

'Somebody save him!

God! Please... save my boy!'

"No!"

I couldn't remember just how many times I had woken up from a nightmare similar to this one.

As I gasped for air, tears and sweat rolled down my face at the same time. With trembling hands, I fumbled to turn on the bedside lamp, looking around in a fit of panic.

It wasn't until I saw my twins sleeping soundly in their crib that my overwhelmed heart gradually calmed down.

Now, I was wide awake, so I opened the drawer of the bedside table and took out my laptop to begin working.

At present, I was working for a magazine. I didn't make much money, but it was enough to keep myself busy.

When I turned on the computer, the icon for Facebook began to flash. Upon clicking it, I found a message from Nina.

"Scarlett, why are you still up? Were you having a nightmare again?"

"It's because you've assigned so much work to me. I barely have the time to sleep," I bantered.

Previously, Nina found me through the periodical office I worked for. She said that she had opened a small company of her own, and was doing some legal aid work. She hoped that I could help her out.

I began writing some articles for her. And through this, we maintained contact with each other again.

"Well, you're a mother of two now. Just consider it as saving for their college fees."

After chatting with me briefly, Nina went offline.

She now had a family, so it was understandable that she had to focus on them. If we were to continue talking, it would only impose on the time she should be spending with Abner.

The next morning, while I was playing with the twins in the dining room and feeding them, William went downstairs.

He approached me, bent down, and gently picked up one of the twins.

"You're so cute!"

Due to being picked up so suddenly, the boy thought it was a game and he giggled happily.

"Goo, goo, gaa, gaa."

"Is he trying to speak?" William looked at me and chuckled.

"Maybe he's just trying to say that he's hungry."

I chuckled as well and took the child from him.

As I held the baby in my arms, I couldn't help but reminisce the past.

Charles would also do the same thing back then. Whenever James made babbling noises, Charles would insist that James was trying to speak.

When that thought crossed my mind, my heart ached because of the familiar pain. I took a deep breath, barely suppressing it.

After eating breakfast, I saw Tracy standing at the door in a daze.

I approached her, smiled at her and asked, "Tracy, what's up?"

Tracy looked back at me, and for some reason she looked hesitant. "Scarlett, Alice said she wanted to see you."

The smile on my face disappeared at once. "Tracy, I don't remember Alice anymore, and I don't want to see her. I've lost my memory. Is that clear?"

Having said that, I turned around and walked away.

In the afternoon, I was writing in the study on the second floor when I suddenly heard a knock on the window.

Vigilantly, I walked over to the window and saw Janet the moment I opened it. She was clinging to the windowsill, staring at me with tears in her eyes.

"Scarlett, I'm here to see you!"

"Oh, my God!" How did you get there, Janet? It's too dangerous!"

I was so scared for her safety that I grabbed Janet's hand and pulled her into the study.

"Scarlett, don't be afraid. I just really wanted to see you. How are your injuries? How have you been doing this past year?"

Janet eyed me up and down, especially focusing on my feet.

It had been over a year since I last saw her. She had grown more mature. And as I looked at her tearful eyes, my heart was filled with joy.

I walked up to her, embraced her, and wiped away her tears.

"You're still as reckless as ever. I'm doing fine, Janet. How about you?"

"I'm fine, too; for the most part, at least."

Janet nodded happily, but then she was saddened by something again.

"Scarlett, this is all my fault! I failed to protect James!"

I stopped caressing her back and sighed. "It's all in the past now. It's alright, Janet."

Janet wiped her eyes carelessly. "Scarlett, I'm here to deliver a message from Mrs. Moore. She said that she wishes to apologize to you on behalf of the entire Moore family."

I let go of her and stared outside the window.

"Stop it. They don't need to apologize to me. Honestly, I think this is fate."

In reality, I believed that this whole twisted nightmare that happened was my fault, because I failed to protect my son. Losing James was God's punishment for me.Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

"Please tell Alice that I don't remember anything, and I sincerely hope that she won't blame herself anymore."

"Ever since James' death, Christine has been in poor health. She's been on bed rest most of the time and she always misses you."

Upon hearing about Christine's recent condition, I fell silent.

It seemed that James' death was also devastating for her.

My heart ached for her.

"Scarlett, why don't you drop by and pay them a visit? Ever since Mr. Moore lost you and James, he's been having a difficult time. He's no longer the man he used to be." Janet looked at me with hopeful eyes.

"Really?"

I recalled the day when I saw Charles in the mall, and it made me a little upset.

'Is he really having a hard time?' I wondered.

"In the past year, he's been numbing himself with alcohol."

Janet looked worried when she said that, but all I could feel was anger.

"He deserves it, doesn't he?"

I stared at Janet with a sardonic smile.

"If it weren't for him, something that horrible wouldn't have happened to James!" I shouted, bursting with fury.

Tears streamed down my face. It had been over a year, yet I still couldn't let go of my hatred for Charles.

My tears seemed to have worried Janet. "Sorry, Scarlett... I won't mention him again," she said.

After trying to calm myself down, I said in a gentle voice, "Janet, you should go now. I can never be together with Charles again since the moment James died. Please tell them that I've lost my memory, and now I have twin babies with William. Tell them they're not even a month old yet."

"But, I..."

Janet wanted to speak, but I interrupted her, visibly dejected.

"Janet, please... do this for me. All I want is to live a peaceful life now."

As she looked into my eyes blankly, she finally nodded, albeit reluctantly.