Chapter 258

Scarlett's POV:



After speaking with Vivian, I frowned and wondered what Rita was plotting again. That woman was
always making trouble.



While I was lost in thought, Charles sent me a video call request. I beamed and answered.



"Honey, with whom were you on the phone just now? I tried calling you many times, but I couldn't get
through. Was it a man or a woman?"



That tone of Charles's always cracked me up. He was trying not to sound jealous and possessive but
was failing miserably.



"Relax. It was Vivian. How are you?"



I wondered if I should tell Charles what Vivian told me.



"Did Vivian tell you that Rita was hanging out with a man named Kevin?"





My eyes widened in surprise.



"Yes. How did you know?"



"Kevin is a spy. Lily hired him to approach Rita. They're working together to destroy the Lively Group."



My curiosity was aroused. "And what's your role in this game?"



"My role? An insignificant one. When are you coming home? I'm getting a little fed up with this little
guy."



Charles held James in front of the camera. My little boy was very excited to see his mother since we
had not seen each other for a long time. He stretched out his chubby little hand toward me and cooed,
"Mama."



I put my hand over my chest and sent flying kisses to my little angel. I wished that I could just pack my
bags and jump on the first plane home.





"Don't talk nonsense. James is so cute." I got a little annoyed at Charles's comment.



"Cute, huh? Does that mean you want another baby?"



I was taken aback. When Grandma asked us to have another baby, Charles resolutely opposed. Why
was he bringing up having another baby now?



I could not help teasing him. "Okay. How about a daughter this time?"



"Really? Okay. You must keep your word!"



Charles's POV:



On the day of Scarlett's flight back home, her plane was delayed because of the bad weather.



I waited at the airport for four hours before I finally saw her. My days and nights of missing her terribly
were over.





Scarlett and I looked at each other across the crowd. Seeing her face again, I could not help feeling a
little overwhelmed with love and longing. She might be just one woman, but to me, she was the entire
universe.



I dashed over and locked her in a tight hug.



Richard and the others took the hint and gave us some privacy.



I crashed my lips onto hers, quenching the thirst in my heart. She struggled under my grip, as if telling
me to stop because people were already staring. But I held on. I did not care. I missed her, and I
wanted to show her jus

t how much.



"Let's spend the night at Garden Street. We'll go back to the Moore mansion tomorrow. I want you all to
myself tonight." I looked at her pleadingly.



I knew that Scarlett must miss James very much since they had not seen each other for so many days.





But she did not say anything.



She just nodded as blood rushed to her cheeks.



We went straight to the bedroom when we arrived at our Garden Street home. I kicked the door shut,
and my entire body burned with maddening desire. I had been itching to touch Scarlett since we left the
airport, and now that we were alone, she was all mine.



We took off all our clothes and explored each other's bodies like we were doing it for the first time. We
both surrendered to our primal urges and sent caution flying out the window. When I thrust into her, I
threw my head back and let my return to her paradise consume me completely.



The next day, I woke up with Scarlett in my arms. Her beautiful face was enchanting in the morning
light. She looked tired, but she was glowing. She appeared like something out of a dream. I could not
take my eyes off of her at all.



"What time is it? I think it's time for us to get up."





Scarlett stretched her muscles and opened her eyes in a daze. Her voice was a little hoarse after
moaning endlessly last night.



Her sleepy look made me hard again. I swallowed, hoping it would help curb my building desire.



"I want another round, honey. Can we do it again?"



I held her in my arms and gazed at her affectionately, trying to achieve my goal by bewitching her with
my puppy dog eyes.



"But I'm still exhausted. And it hurts down there," Scarlett refused bluntly.



Absence did make the heart grow fonder. I knew that I might have gone a little too rough with her last
night, but I could not help it. I wanted her last night, and I still did.



"Really? How bad is it? Come on, let me see."





As I spoke, I lifted the quilt and stuck my head under it to take a look at her privates. She panicked so
instantly that she swatted me off like a fly and hogged the quilt to cover herself completely. She giggled
and rolled her eyes at me.



"You're such a naughty, naughty man! Get up and make me some breakfast. I'm starving."



Feeling bad for getting her hurt while making love to her, I gave up teasing Scarlett. I smiled, jumped
out of bed, and put on some clothes.



"All right. Wait here. I'll make breakfast for you."



Before leaving the room, I leaned in and planted a soft kiss on Scarlett's forehead. She grinned, and I
headed to the kitchen.


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