Farewell To My Endless Love

Chapter 204 The Zoo

Scarlett's POV:

The morning on a weekend, I was having breakfast when a knock sounded on the door. Curious, I went to open it. Charles stood outside, with baby James in is arms. He pointed at me and said to James, "Look, James, this is your mother. You haven't seen her for a few days. Do you still remember her?"

James gave me a sweet smile and started cooing happily.

"Charles...? Why are you here?"

"If I don't bring him here, he might forget you."

I hadn't gone to the Moore Mansion for several days, after Charles forced a kiss on me in the ice cream shop that fateful day.

Charles's style of dress today was quite refreshing, to say the least. Often, he would be clad in elegant, finely tailored suits. But today, he only wore a white sweatshirt with a pair of loose blue jeans. His shoes were a pair of simple white sneakers. On his head sat a black baseball cap. He looked bright, casual, and handsome; and dare I say, incredibly charming.

I had to admit, my head began beating rapidly at the sight of him.

"Can't take your eyes off me, can you? Is it because I'm too handsome?"

Charles flashed me a smug smile, eyes twinkling teasingly, before entering the house with James in his arms.

He passed by the dining room. Suddenly, his steps halted and he turned to me. "Scarlett, what did you eat for breakfast?"

"Bread. Didn't you see it?"

"You only eat bread in the morning?"

"I'm eating alone. Why should I be so particular about food?" I retorted, not bothered to be polite.

"I'll make you a sandwich."

So saying, Charles passed James to me. He rolled up his sleeves determinedly and marched into the kitchen.

I didn't say anything more and took James to the sofa in the living room.

James stared unblinkingly at me with his big doe eyes while he sucked his thumb, drooling slightly. He was just too adorable.

"You're drooling again, James. Mommy will get you a tissue so we can wipe your mouth." I gazed affectionately at James, my eyes filled with love and doting.

"Ma!" Unexpectedly, James let out a loud cry. It took me by surprise.

It had only been a few days since I didn't see him, but never did I imagine that James could say "Ma" now!

"You little brat! Get your hands off her." Charles's annoyed voice suddenly rang from the kitchen.

I looked down and discovered that James was trying to pull my collar with his fat, pudgy little hands. My pajamas were low necked, and because of what James had done, my bare breasts now lay exposed for all to see.

This brat...!

Quickly, I pulled his little hand away gently and fixed my clothes.

When I raised my head, I saw Charles staring fixatedly at my now covered chest.

My response was a furious glare, but he just smiled indifferently at me and said, "He's almost one year old. Why does he still want to suckle?" I retorted, "Why can't he suckle even if he's one year old?"

Charles snickered, "You're right. I'm an adult, but I still want to suckle too!"

I grabbed the tissue that I had used to wipe James's mouth, crumpled it, and then flung it at Charles. This man was vexing!

Charles did make a huge sandwich for me, just as he had promised earlier. He placed his handiwork before me and said, "Eat it."

"I don't have any appetite."

"If you don't eat it up, I'll kiss you!"

This man... He was getting more and more overbearing over time.

Left with no choice, I took the gigantic sandwich and began to work. After swallowing the last bite with much difficulty, I said, "I'm finished. I want to take James out to play by myself today."

"What do you mean, by yourself?" Charles asked, immediately taking a seat next to me. Subconsciously, I moved away from him.

"I mean, I won't take you with us."

As soon as I finished speaking, Charles grabbed

James from me, stood up, and walked out.

"Wait, where are you going?" Anxious, I stood up in a hurry and chased after Charles.

"Wanna spend the day with James? Follow me then." Charles said curtly. Then, he left.

This man was terrible!

After that, I changed my clothes as fast as I could and trotted to catch up with him.

Charles placed James in the safety seat at the back of the car before opening the door to the passenger seat. He stared silently at me, but there was a snicker on his lips.

I had no other choice. Helpless, I slid into the passenger seat.

"Where are you taking us?"

"You'll find out soon." Charles flashed me a huge grin and started the car.

We soon arrived at the mysterious destination, which turned out to be a zoo.

When Charles and I were kids, we frequented this zoo often. I didn't expect it to still be here even after so many years. Thinking of this, I sighed in my heart, 'How time flies!'

Just then, my phone rang. I glanced at Charles, and then walked a few distances away to pick it up.

Charles' POV:

"James, your mommy's on the phone. How about we go see the animals first?"

James seemed to understand my words. He waved his fat little fists excitedly at my suggestion, his face shining with eagerness.

And so, I took James into the zoo to look at the animals. It was only after a long while that Scarlett came over.

"Who called you? Why did you take so long?" I was slightly unhappy. It was a rare chance for all three of us to hang out together, yet she spent such a long time answering her phone.

"It's from the director of the press," Scarlett said, beaming with joy.

"Is your book going to be published?"

Scarlett nodded, ecstatic.

"Is there anything about me in it?" I asked expectantly.

"No... The contents of this book focus on parts of my previous interview. I haven't interviewed you before, so..."

All of a sudden, I felt a twinge of displeasure. My unhappiness from before intensified. I held James tightly and strode forward alone, not bothered to wait for Scarlett.

James seemed to have noticed my unhappiness. He put his arms around my neck and looked at me with a cute smile, and cooed sweetly, "Ma, ma..."

"You brat, are you asking for your mother? Don't you also think that she's gone too far?"

"Ma, ma..."

"Let's see if your mother's caught up with us. If she does, I'll forgive her. Okay?"

I stopped and craned my neck to look behind me. Not far away, a petite figure trotted towards us. Seeing Scarlett like that, my stuffy heart softened in an instant.© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

"Janet, take care of James." I handed James to Janet, my helper, and then strode towards Scarlett.

"Why are you walking so fast?" Scarlett complained, shooting me a gloomy gaze. Her hair was now shining with sweat.

A twinge of guilt struck me. I took her by the hand and led her to a nearby bench. "Rest here." Scarlett sat down obediently and rubbed her right ankle, which had become sore from running. She pursed her lips and mumbled, "My foot hurts so much. This is all your fault!"

I crouched in front of her and lifted her right foot, bringing it to my knee. As expected, her ankle was bright red. The guilt in me grew bigger and I started to massage her ankle gently.

My gesture made Scarlett blush. Embarrassed, she tried to pull her leg away from my grasp.

"W-what are you doing? There are many people here!"

"I don't care. What's wrong with massaging my wife's ankle?" I looked at Scarlett, whose face was as red as a ripe apple. She looked so sweet and bashful that I felt a strong urge to kiss her.