Chapter 336

Charles' POV:

My heart ached when I saw how determined Scarlett was when she asked for a divorce.

I walked up to her, held her chin, and forced her to look me in the eye.

"Scarlett, do you really want to divorce me?" I grunted.

The thought that she couldn't wait to get away from me only served to sadden me further. I was so
dejected over that I could hardly breathe.

Scarlett didn't respond. She just stared at me with a cold gaze.

"I've already told you that I will never divorce you unless I die, Scarlett!" I growled. The way she looked
back at me annoyed me. Frustrated, I scoffed at her and forced her to get closer to me.

I would willingly do anything for her aside from getting divorced. Never would I give her an opportunity
to leave me!

"Charles, I just want to be away from you! I don't want to have anything to do with you ever again.
Besides, you already have Nancy. It's not like you can't live without me. Why can't you just set me
free?" Scarlett shook her head bitterly. I could see despair in her eyes.

"Just forget it, Scarlett. I will never agree to a divorce. I won't let you leave me, nor will I let you go back
to William!" I warned.

Scarlett struggled to push me away and then she lay on her side with her back to me.

She was starting to get on my nerves, so I left the ward.

Around four in the afternoon, Richard and I had just finished playing tennis.



Just as I was about to take a shower, I received a call from Amy.

"Mr. Moore, during the lunch party this noon, one of the clients offended Nancy and she ended up
slapping him across the face."

"Did negotiations fall through?" I asked impatiently.

Nancy was merely a means for me to infuriate Scarlett. Now that Scarlett had returned to me, Nancy
was no longer useful.

"Yes, sir. The client left right after," Amy answered.

"Tell Nancy that if she wishes to keep her job, she has to do her duty. And if she wants to quit, then she
can fuck off! The company will not tolerate anyone who gets easily offended by the littlest things!" I was
already frustrated because Scarlett kept insisting on divorcingme. And finding out that the cooperation
was ruined only served to fuel my anger, so I took it all out on Nancy.

Annoyed, I hung up on Amy and walked back to the court.

"Let's keep playing!" I picked up my racket and vented all my frustrations and anger by playing tennis.

I didn't stop until Richard raised his arms in surrender and tried hard to catch his breath.

But even until now, I was still too upset.

Now that we were done playing, I grabbed a towel and wiped away my sweat. Afterwards, I took a
quick shower and drove to the bar.

Perhaps right now, only alcohol could make me temporarily forget my pain and ease my boredom.

Scarlett's POV:



As I lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, I recalled Charles' warning and felt desperate.

It would appear that he had no intention of letting me go. Thus, I must figure out another way to
escape.

The moment Janet knocked on the door and came in, a glimmer of hope sparked in my heart.

"Janet, how did you scale the wall in Kitsap last time?"

"Scarlett, are you still plotting to escape?" Janet asked directly.

But I didn't answer the question, fearing that she'd tell Charles about it.

If he were to find out that I'd been planning to run away, he'd certainly double the number of guards
around me.

"Scarlett, just give it up. Mr. Moore has stationed countless bodyguards in the hospital. Honestly, not
even Richard, Tracy, and I know the exact number of the guards around here." It seemed that Janet
was intent on persuading me to give up.

I looked down, feeling like I was trapped.

"Has William been here, Janet?"

"Unfortunately not." Janet shook her head.

With that, I nodded and said nothing more.

I wasn't surprised because William was a calm and collected man. He probably wouldn't break in with
reckless abandon.

Later that night, just as I was about to go to bed, the door of my ward was opened from outside.



I thought it was Charles, so I hid myself beneath the quilt.

But it turned out that it wasn't Charles. It was actually a man in a doctor's coat.

Even though the man was wearing a mask, I was able to recognize him right away. It was William!

I was so excited that I felt the urge to call his name.

But he quickly made a gesture of silence.

He then closed the door, quietly walking to my bedside. Upon seeing my pathetic state, he looked
worried.

"Are you feeling better now, Scarlett? Did Charles hurt you?" William eyed me up and down; his eyes
filled with worry and guilt.

I shook my head, chuckling wryly.

To be honest, aside from not giving me my freedom, Charles had actually provided me with everything
that I needed.

"What are you doing in here, William? How did you even get in?" I asked, staring at him curiously.

Janet told me that Charles had stationed countless bodyguards throughout the hospital. I never thought
that William would be able to sneak in without getting caught.

"That's not important. Did harles hide your phone? I couldn't get in touch with you these past few days."
"He did. Charles won't allow me to leave the hospital, and he won't even let me contact anyone from
the outside world using my own damn phone!" The thought of Charles alone enraged me.



"Well, here you go, Scarlett. Use it whenever it's necessary." William took out a new phone and handed
it to me.

I accepted the phone and nodded gratefully.

"Do you want to leave here, Scarlett?" he asked, staring at me with concerned eyes.

"Do you have a plan to break me out of here? I want to take my children with me." As I spoke, I looked
at William with hope in my eyes.

While I was here, I had been thinking of countless ways to escape this God forsaken place, but Charles
had assigned people to guard me during every hour of the day. There was nothing I could do to
escape.

"As long as you're willing to trust me with this, I'll figure out a way to help you break out!" William put on
a straight face, waiting for my answer.

"Yes, William. I really want to leave. The sooner the better." Tears fell from my eyes as I looked at him,
eager to get out.

His appearance ignited a glimmer of hope in my desperate heart.

"Okay. Let's keep in touch." Upon hearing my response, William turned around and was about to leave.

But before he left, he glanced at my hair, letting out a wry smile.

"You know what? I just couldn't seem to get used to your new haircut."

"Just hurry up and go! Charles will be back sometime soon." I didn't answer the question. I just wanted
him to leave, fearing that Charles might catch him.


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