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Goodbye, My Irresistible Love - Chapter 37
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Scarlett’s POV:
To my surprise the passenger door open and Rita, who was still blue and white hospital gown, got out of the car.
Charles brought that woman here even before we can go through the divorce formalities. She did not even changed her clothes! It appeared that she could not wait to marry him.
I felt a sharp pain in my heart, but smile on my face never faltered. I did not want to give Rita the sense of satisfaction. Not only that but I also did not want Charles to think that I did not want to leave him.
“Sorry to keep you waiting. I’m not good in health, so we took our time on the way”, Rita explained with an apologetic look on her face. In my eyes it was disgusting.
“I don’t mind as long as he comes.” I walked away and entered the law office before Charles could respond.
Charles and Rita followed me.
The divorce formalities started a few moments later. The lawyer printed out a copy of divorce agreement and looked at us across the table. Meanwhile, Rita stood outside the door, watching us.
“Have you two made up your mind?” The lawyer asked us seriously.
“I have.” I said calmly and looked at Charles waiting for his answer.
For some reason, he did not. He just crossed his finger and looked down saying nothing.
“Mr Moore? I asked if you both have made up your mind?” The lawyer called Charles’ attention.
Charles still did not answer and looked at me coldly.
The lawyer put hands on divorce agreement and smiled at me gently. “Mrs. Moore, your husband does not seem willing to proceed with the divorce. Why don’t you two go home first and discuss it?”
“Sir, we have already reached the agreement before coming here. Besides someone can not wait any longer.” I beckoned lawyer to look outside the window.
He followed my gaze and saw Rita anxiously watching us.
The lawyer immediately understood what I meant but still pursuaded me. “Divorce is matter based on the will of both the parties, the husband and wife. Anyone else’s opinion does not matter.”
“They have been in love each other for so many years and they still do. I don’t want to be a bad guy here. The third party. I believe it would be best if I fulfill their wish.”
“You compromise because they love each other? What about you? Have you ever loved him?”
Without missing a beat, I answered “No”.
I said I did not love him, but my heart said otherwise.
“Then sign it.” The lawyer sighed and pushed the document in front of me.
I picked the fountain pen, turned to the last page and signed my name. Then I pushed the document to Charles, looked into his bloodshot eyes and said, “It’s your turn.”
“You seem pretty eager to get rid of me. Don’t you?” Charles asked through gritted teeth.
“I don’t see why we should delay it any longer” I pushed the pen in his hand.
Charles clicked his teeth and slammed the pen on the table.
“But I don’t like being dominated by others”
I stared at him with wide eyes. What did he mean?
Was he insane? He was the one who proposed the divorce. How was he the dominated one in this scenario? Was I wrong to go along with his delaying tactics all the time.
“Charles we don’t have all day and we are not the only one with business here. Other people are waiting outside. Just sign the damn papers.” Next thing I knew, Rita was walking over to us and handed the pen to Charles.
Judging from the anxious expression on her face, I knew from the three of us, she was the one suffering the most at this moment.
Charles clenched his fists and refused to take the pen. He did not even raised his head to look at Rita. He just fixed his cold eyes on me.
The lawyer swept his gaze at the three of us and smiled meaningfully as if he understood what was happening.
“Charles please…” Rita begged in a broken voice. I bet she would give anything right now to be able to sign the papers for Charles.
Then my phone rang and broke the silence. It was Alice calling. At the same time Charles’ phone rang. Michael was calling him.
What was going on? Why were Alice and Michael calling us?
As a million bad things raced through my head, my heart burst into a gallop as I picked up.
“Hello,mom? What’s up? What? Grandma is hospitalised?”
“I’ll be right there”
Charles and I hung up almost at the same time. Then he grabbed my hand and towed me out of the law office.
“Charles!”
Rita ran after us. Charles stopped, turned around and walked to Rita with a long face. He pulled her out of the office without saying a word. If she would not have screamed his name, I doubt he would have remembered her presence.
Before leaving the law office, he turned to me and said,” Meet me outside. We’ll go the hospital together.”
Outside the office, I saw Charles push Rita in his car and slam the door.
“Go!”
Charles snappiness scared Rita to tears.
The car engine came to life and as the driver pulled into the traffic, Rita rolled the window down and watched Charles rush towards me
Once again rage and grief twisted her weary face. The flickering muscle in her jaw told me that she was not happy about what happened in the law office.
For a patient with cancer in advance stage, Rita seemed way too energetic to me.
She must really have goldly endurance to be able to go around, pushing Charles for divorce.
“Let’s go.” Charles pulled me to roadside to hail a taxi.
He grabbed my hand. I tried to shake of his grip, but I realized the more I struggled the tighter he gripped it. Eventually I gave up and let him nervously hold my hand.
To be honest, I needed the comfort too. After all the life of a woman that mattered to us both might be in danger. It was not the time to be squabbling.
Soon we arrived at the hospital. We raced to Christin’s ward.
As soon as we arrived at door, we heard Christin’s lively voice. Through the door’s glass window, I saw Michael feeding her some watermelon. She did not look like someone who has just lost her consciousness spontaneously.
“The watermelon tastes good.”
She chewed and beemed like it was the first time she has tasted a fruit.
Slowly but surely, all the pieces started falling into the place.
Were Alice, Michael and Christine in on this? Did the stage this little show to prevent us from going through divorce agreement?
If that were the case, then I suppose I was out of luck.
I flashed Charles an annoyed look.
Charles smiled faintly as if saying, “Hey I don’t have anything to do with this.” Then he pushed the door open and walked in. “Grandma?” I greeted with a smile. “Oh! My dear Scarlett is here.” When she saw me she got so excited, she opened her arms and beckoned me to give her a hug. I could not decide whether to laugh or cry.
Christine did not seem to be sick at all. In fact she was her usual happy self.
Seeing my reaction, Michael quickly tugged the hem of Christine’s hospital gown and gave her a look. If he wanted to make me feel guilty, he succeeded.
“What can we do?” Charles asked with a smile while leaning on the door.
“Of course the one causing the problem has the nerve to ask. I’ve had it with both of you. Enough with the foolishness. Scarlett hand over the marriage certificate. It’s the only way to stop your grandma from worrying.” Michael declared.
“Good gracious! How miserable my life is! I’m getting old. I just want to have a great-grandchild before I die, but my grandson and granddaghter-in-law is having a divorce. I have no hope.” Christine pushed her performance.
Compared to Rita’s acting Christin’s was even more exaggerated, but somehow I did not hate it.
I was even afraid to show any holes in my period gullibility. I wanted her to feel a sense of achievement even if it as the the cost of my long-overdue divorce.
However, I did not want to hand over our marriage certificates.
“Grandma, I…. What are you doing? Hey!!”
When I was about to refuse, Charles strode over and grabbed my purse. He took out our marriage certificates and gave them to Christine.
The moment Christine saw the certificate she practically sprung out of the bed. She sat up and snapped the certificate, holding it to her chest. She heaved a deep, steadying sigh, and her eyes glinted with the kind kind of glee that spelled triumph.
“I thought you were having a splitting headache, grandma?”
Christine was so happy that she ignored my comment and just held on to our marriage certificate like it was some sort of a long-lost legendary treasure map.
“Well I am cured thanks to this.”
I could only shake my head. I had been working so hard to get Charles to sign the divorce paper. I came so close today but Christine swooped in and took the opportunity away. With our marriage certificate in her hands, I was back to square one. I had no idea what move to make next. At this point I was wondering whether or not Charles and I could ever get divorced.
I did not want to be in this situation but mentioning the divorce in front of Christine and Michael would not do anything for me at the moment, so I decided to give it up for the time being. Christian might not really be sick right now but if I started going on and on again, about how much I wanted my marriage to Charles to be over she might take it very badly.
Next thing I knew someone was walking into the ward. At first I thought it was a nurse, but then I look up and saw Rita.
“I heard that you were rushed here Christine, so I came to see you.” Rita approached Christine with a fruit basket in her hand.
“What are you doing here? I don’t want to see you!! Get out!!” Christine snapped the moment she saw Rita.
“Please don’t be angry. I know you don’t want me to be with Charles because of my illness. If it were up to me, I wouldn’t want to be sick. I want to live long, happy and healthy life with Charles.” Tears streamed down Rita’s face as she spoke. The pitiful look on her face was so convincing that at the moment, it almost made me feel sorry for her.
Sadly nobody in the room bought it.
Rita set the fruit basket on the cabinet beside the bed. Christine angrily tossed it to the ground and pointed to the door.
“Take your basket and leave woman. You really think I am attending this little pity party of yours. I know what you are doing. You are just using your poor health to manipulate my grandson into marrying you and staying by your side. Well I don’t buy it. You can fool everybody else with your act but not me. Get out of my sight you scheming witch.”