Scarlett's POV:
Icey's suggestion sparked a glimmer of hope in my heart.
If I refused to take care of myself properly, it would only give Charles a reason to keep me in the
hospital, leaving me no chance to object.
"Thanks for telling me that, Icey. Now I know what to do," I replied with a smile.
"Look, Scarlett, I know you have ideas in mind, but you need to keep in mind that Charles is not a man
to be trifled with. You'll have a hard time going up against him. But always remember that you must
follow your heart, and you must figure out what exactly it is you want to do." Icey smiled back at me,
patting the back of my hand.
I was lost in thought.
'I want to leave this place with my children. And I want to get away from Charles, and live a peaceful
life.
But I know that Charles and his family would never allow me to take me kids away.'
When I thought of my kids, I closed my eyes, feeling sad and defeated.
Icey and I chatted for a while, before she finally stood up and was about to leave.
"Scarlett, I have a meeting to attend later, so I have to go now. Get some good rest, okay? And if you
ever want someone to talk to, just call me anytime." Icey smiled at me once more, and told me not to
let my emotions get the best of me.
I said goodbye to her, and thanked her one last time. After speaking to her, I felt so much better.
Once Icey was gone, it occurred to me that I hadn't seen my phone during these past few days.
Needless to say, Charles must've taken it away.
The thought of being locked up in this ward by that man and being deprived of the right to make phone
calls annoyed me.
'I can't understand why Charles has to do such a thing! Isn't he satisfied with what he did to me?'
About half an hour later, I heard a knock on the door.
Soon, Charles came in.
He glanced at me before going to the bathroom without even uttering a word.
'What the hell is the matter with him?' I wondered.
Five minutes later, Charles came out of the bathroom. He touched his bruised chin while walking to the
bedside.
The sight of his frustrated face brought joy to my heart.
It was then that I took out a piece of paper and handed it to Charles.
On the paper, it read, "Please give me back my phone. Moreover, I'll only eat the food provided by the
hospital from now on. I won't eat anything you bring for me."
I'd rather not speak to him, so I wrote down what I wanted to say to him on the piece of paper.
Charles frowned upon reading it.
"Sorry, but I can't give you back your phone. You need to focus on your recover. If you prefer the food
provided by the hospital, so be it. I won't cook for you again." From the look on his face, I could tell just
how frustrated he was.
Moreover, I wasn't expecting that I would be able to get my phone back easily. Upon hearing his
answer, I just turned my back to him and didn't even bother to speak to him.
Charles' POV:
I was really upset when I saw that Scarlett had no intention of speaking to me.
I had already planned to do my best to follow her wishes and help her recover as soon as possible, but
seeing as she was being so cold and ruthless towards me, my patience grew thin.
Annoyed and frustrated, I walked up to Scarlett and forced her to face me.
"Do you still wish to leave me, Scarlett?" 'Why can't she just stay with me obediently? And why would
she rather give up her kids than to stay with me?' I wondered.
Scarlett didn't answer me, and she just stared back at me calmly.
The indifference of her gaze made me panic.
"Don't even think about taking my children away and fooling around with William again, Scarlett. I
swear, if you try to escape again, I won't mind locking you in a cage and taking away your freedom!" I
raised Scarlett's chin as I gave her a stern warning.
'I'm never going to give her a chance to leave me again, nor would I allow her to be involved with
another man!
Scarlett belongs to me, and me alone!'
"Charles, what can I do to convince you to let me go?" Upon hearing my warning, Scarlett burst into
tears, glaring back at me.
"I will never let you go for the rest of my life! You don't have a choice, so just accept your fate," I
answered. Then, I wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes. Seeing her cry like this made my
heart ache.
But even so, I steeled my heart, for I didn't want to give her an opportunity to leave me.
The ward fell silent, and the light in Scarlett's eyes gradually disappeared.
When I saw her blank gaze, I was clueless of what to do. Suddenly, I realized that I was still grabbing
her shoulders, so I quickly let her go.
I could see her lips trembling from fear and anger. Unable to resist the desire to kiss her, I leaned over
and attempted to plant a kiss on her lips.
Scarlett seemed to have guessed what I was about to do, so she quickly turned her face away in an
attempt to reject my kiss.
I wanted to hold her hand, but then she clenched her fists just so I wouldn't be able to hold them.
Once more, I forced her to look me in the eye.
Scarlett let out a muffled grunt, struggling to get rid of my hand.
This time, I took the opportunity to kiss her lips.
All of a sudden, the door was pushed open. I glanced at the door and saw Nina. When she saw us, she
quickly apologized and closed the door with great force.
Just as I was about to kiss Scarlett again, I heard someone knock on the door.
"Mr. Moore, Nina and Abner have brought the child here. They want Mrs. Moore to see the baby,"
Richard said from outside the door.
Upon hearing that, I stopped trying to kiss Scarlett and just looked into her eyes, only to see
resentment in them.
Thus, I covered her eyes and kissed her again.
Only when kissing her lips could I feel that she still belonged to me.
Scarlett struggled to break free from my grasp. She tried to push me away with both of her hands, but
she was far too weak to do it.
"Scarlett, if you don't let me do what I want, I'm going to tie you up!" Having said that, I held her hands
over her head.
This time, she stopped struggling and just shot me a stern glare.
"I'll let you see our children if you beg," I remarked, softening my tone just to get on her good side.
Scarlett sprang to her feet with difficulty, trying to reach the door.
The sight of her stubborn face only stressed me out and annoyed me even more.
Gently, I pushed Scarlett back to the bed, despite the fact that she had just sat up.
I pressed her under my body, caressed her face, and sighed. 'Scarlett, what am I going to do with you?'
I wondered.
'Why is she so headstrong? Can't she just do as I say?
As long as she complies with my conditions, even if she wants my life, I will die for her without
hesitation!'
"Are you done? We're coming in." While Scarlett and I were caught in a stalemate, Nina spoke from the
other side of the door.
She pushed the door open and walked in with James in her arms.
I stood up, albeit reluctantly.
"Scarlett, are you okay?" Nina asked worriedly.
Scarlett shook her head, saying that she was fine. Her eyes were locked on the child in Nina's arms.
"James!"
"Mommy!" replied James.
Scarlett was so excited that she spread out her arms to the boy.
"Are you sure you're strong enough to carry James right now, Scarlett?" Nina was concerned, because
James was much heavier than he used to be.
"Of course!" Scarlett embraced her son, too excited to say anything else.
As I watched her hold our child with tears on her face, I felt envious.
Scarlett was willing to embrace our baby and cry for him, and she was capable of being nice to others.
But to me, she was so cold, and she'd do anything just to avoid me.
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