Scarlett's POV:
Yesterday, Charles didn't stop fucking me until it was midnight, so it was difficult for me to get up on
time today. After turning off the alarm clock, I turned over, still half-asleep.
"Scarlett," Charles muttered before he kissed me. "You'll be late if you keep lying around in bed. Come
on, get up! I'm heading downstairs to make breakfast," he added.
"Got it." Despite my reluctant, I got up.
After washing my face and brushing my teeth, I heard James babbling. I hurried to his crib to check on
him.
In the crib, he was looking at me with bright eyes, reaching his hands out to me. "Ma! Momma," he
mumbled.
My heart melted at how cute he was. Gently, I held my little angel's hand. "Do you want a hug, James?"
James flashed me a bright smile, babbling with excitement.
"You're so adorable!" I cradled James in my arms, coaxing him. He appeared to be sleepy, and he soon
fell asleep.
All of a sudden, I heard a knock on the door. It was Tracy. She came up here to tell me that it was time
to go downstairs and have breakfast.
As I looked at my baby in my arms, I was reluctant to leave him.
"I'll take care of James for you." Tracy volunteered to help me, and carefully took James from my arms.
With that, I went downstairs to the dining room after exhorting her to be careful.
In the dining room, Charles was serving breakfast on the table. The way he looked so attentive was so
tempting to me. Beneath his rolled-up shirt sleeves, his long arms and slender hands were exposed.
Even though they weren't that muscular, I knew that they were strong.
Realizing that my mind was wandering, I blushed. After composing myself, I went to the table to sit
down.
Charles was looking at me expectantly, and his expression made me giggle. "It's really good. Thank
you for breakfast, Charles."
"It's all worth it as long as you enjoy the food, my love." It was then that Charles sat down and ate with
satisfaction. After a while, he suggested, "Hey, Scarlett. If you're not too busy, do you want to play
tennis together this afternoon?"
"Oh, too bad. I'm a little busy lately because of the new program. I can't go," I responded, looking at
him with regret.
"Oh," Charles replied casually. But I noticed the faint sadness from his eyes.
I moved my chair closer to his and held his hand.
Charles smiled at me, and asked, "What's the theme of the new program?"
"It's about a mother's postpartum journey," I answered.
"Sounds meaningful," he said.
"Certainly. Mothers face many challenges even after giving birth. I just want everyone to see the life of
a mother postpartum, and hope that they can learn how to be more tolerant and understanding of
mothers." After saying that, I let out a sigh. I recalled the time when I just gave birth. So many things
happened, and I barely got any time to breathe.
That kind of life was difficult and exhausting.
Charles nodded in agreement. "It's a great idea, Scarlett. But you should know that the theme of your
program is too ideal. The law of the jungle is the law of our society. Instead of tackling how others
should react towards postpartum mothers, I think you should focus more on the mentality and ability of
the mothers themselves after they gave birth."
His remark left me stunned, and there was nothing I could say against it.
After a moment of pondering, I held Charles' hand and asked, "Can you do me a favor?"
"Lay it on me." Charles interlocked his fingers with mine.
"Your company is an industry giant. I'm sure there's a lot of moms in your company, right? Do you mind
if I get in touch with some of them to get some materials for my program?" I asked expectantly. Upon
seeing Charles frown, I immediately added, "If you can't help me out, I'll go ask Spencer."
When he heard me say that, he shot me a cold glance. "I didn't say no. Don't ask Spencer for help.
Otherwise, I'm going to give him hell on the tennis court."
I chuckled, leaning on his shoulder. "Well, that's settled then."
Charles hugged me, chuckling helplessly.
After eating breakfast, I went to the TV station to work.
When my morning meeting finished, I received a call from Nina. "Why aren't you here yet? The food is
ready," she said.
"I'll be there in a bit," I answered.
About twenty minutes later, I arrived at the restaurant.
"Sorry for being late," I remarked.
Nina smirked at me and bantered, "What a busy woman! It seems like we won't be able to have lunch
together in the future."
I giggled at her remark and sat across her. "Oh, stop it, you! As long as it's a work day, I'll always have
lunch with you. Besides, I'm rarely late for our lunch dates!"
"Um… Scarlett? I might not be able to have lunch with you all the time." Nina suddenly sounded
serious.
I looked at her with a smirk on my face and asked, "Is it because your husband thinks that I'm taking up
too much of your time? Don't worry about it. You can meet up with him during lunch breaks, if you want.
I'll just eat alone."
"That's not it. I'm planning to resign. I wan
t to offer legal aid to the less fortunate."
"Really?" I was surprised.
Nina nodded in response before she let out a sigh. "Lately, I've been in contact with a lot of vulnerable
groups who are having a hard time getting help from anyone. I just woke up one day, overwhelmed by
sympathy, and I wanted to do something to help them. It just so happens that I'll be able to use what I
learned to help more people in need. That's why I came to this conclusion."
"So, you're really going to leave the TV station?" I asked.
Nervously, Nina looked into my eyes and asked, "Do you think I'm being impulsive and irrational?"
I shook my head at her and smiled. "Not at all! I'm with you one hundred percent, Nina. If you say that
this is something you want to do, just do it! And if there's anything I can do to help, you can call me
anytime."
Moved by my words, Nina hugged me earnestly. "I knew you'd understand me!"
"Of course!" I caressed her back and waited until she calmed down from the excitement before saying,
"Let's eat."
After a while, Abner appeared.
After greeting me, he sat down next to Nina and took away the fruit wine beside her. "Why are you
drinking alcohol, Nina?" Abner asked disapprovingly.
At once, Nina explained, "I ordered one for Scarlett, but the waiter also poured a glass for me. I didn't
even touch mine. I swear!"
Abner's face softened.
"Why can't Nina have that?" I asked, visibly confused. This particular fruit wine contained very little
alcohol, and it was one of Nina's favorite beverages.
Abner held Nina in his arms as they intimately gazed into each other's eyes. "We're preparing to have a
baby. During this period of time, we decided to stay away from alcohol."
I smiled at them and expressed my sincerest congratulations.
When lunch almost over, I received a message from Charles. "Honey, what did you have for lunch?"
I turned on my phone's camera and took a picture of the food for him.
Unexpectedly, Charles called me. The way he questioned me sounded so unfriendly. "Who are you
having lunch with?"
"Nina and Abner," I said.
"Scarlett, you should keep your distance from married men." Charles sounded so jealous.
I wasn't sure why, so I went back to the chat box to take a look at the photo again. It was then that I
noticed that I had accidentally captured Abner's hand in the photo.
No wonder Charles got jealous all of a sudden!
I wasn't sure how to react to his jealousy. "Abner is loyal to Nina. Don't overthink it," I explained.
"You sound envious. I'm also loyal to you, aren't I?"
"Oh, please, Charles! The whole world knows about your love history," I said.
After a moment of silence, Charles said in a serious tone, "Yes, but now… you're the only woman I
love. There is nobody else in this world who loves you more than I do."
The sound of his mellow voice was music to my ears. It was so pleasant to hear that my heart sang.
"You're so narcissistic," I joked, hiding my glee.
"So, what? I don't care about anyone else, as long as you cherish me. You will cherish me, won't you?"
asked Charles.
Upon raising my head, I happened to meet Nina's gossipy eyes. Embarrassed, I cleared my throat.
"Scarlett? Why aren't you answering me?" Charles sounded like he was threatening me somehow.
At this point, I felt helpless. "There's no doubt that I'll cherish you," I replied.
"I'll keep that in mind," he said.
It wasn't easy to pacify Charles. By the time I finished with the phone call, Nina had already paid for the
bill.
Soon, we went back to the TV station for work.
During the afternoon, I continued the meeting with the crew of the program. It took us so much time to
determine the content and form of the program. At long last, the name of the new program was decided
before the end of the meeting; "The Great New Mothers".
Once the meeting had concluded, everyone left the meeting room one after another. One of my
colleagues got left behind and walked beside me. "Scarlett, are you going to be in charge of the
sponsorship this time?"
I smiled at her and said, "Yup! I'll take care of it. Don't worry."
My colleague was overjoyed to hear me say that.
After work, I walked out of the TV station and I saw Charles at a glance.
He was leaning against the front of the car, staring at his phone. His slender figure and perfect face
made him the focus of passersby.
"What are you doing here?" I approached Charles and threw myself into his arms.
He planted a kiss on my cheek as his eyes lit up. "Because I missed you."
Even though we were intimate on a daily basis, he still never failed to make me blush. It was kind of
amazing how every interaction with Charles made my heart race like I was a teenage girl who had
fallen in love for the first time.
Tracy winked at me. "Mr. Moore has been here for over an hour," she said.
I stared at Charles, visibly concerned. "Why didn't you call me? The meeting dragged on for a little
longer than usual today. If you'd have told me earlier, I would've finished it sooner."
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