Farewell To My Endless Love
Chapter 448 My Woman

Charles's POV:

My heart sank upon reading today's news.

Without wasting any second, I hurried to Wilson Group at once.

There I saw Caroline being surrounded by a group of people, who were cursing at her.

As if that was not enough, they also threw punches at her and kicked her.

The only thing she could do was curl up in pain and endure everything that was being thrown at her.

My breath stopped when I saw her lying helplessly on the ground. With that, I rushed towards her at once.

At that moment, a brutal-looking man clenched his fist and threw it at Caroline.

My heart skipped a beat. In a blink of an eye, I strode over and grabbed the man's hand.

"What the hell are you all doing?!" I asked while looking at the angry mob.

They lowered their heads and avoided my gaze.

Meanwhile, the man struggled to break free from my grasp.

"She deserves it. She's a murderer!" he bellowed.

"Yes. That vicious woman deserves to die!" the crowd echoed.

"The police will apprehend her if they replace her guilty. You have no right to judge her. So, back off!" I roared.

Everyone fell silent.

Those who had acted so self-righteous just now lowered their heads in guilt.

Without another word, I withdrew my gaze and went to Caroline's aid.

Her body was covered with eggs and mud. What was more, she had multiple bruises on her arms. She lowered her gaze and remained curled up on the ground. She was trembling like a leaf, most probably from the pain and humiliation she had just gone through.

My heart wept for her. She had never been humiliated like this before.

It was awful to see her like this.

At this moment, I squatted down and offered my hand to her.

Thinking that I was yet another stranger who would hurt her, she dodged my hand unconsciously.

She looked like a rabbit in front of a snake.

I felt a pang in my heart. Unable to contain my emotions anymore, I held her in my arms.

Caroline raised her eyes in disbelief.

"Charles, what are you doing here?"

"It's okay, Caroline. I'm here. No one will hurt you anymore," I reassured her with the gentlest voice I could muster.

Those who had hurt her deserved to die.

I clenched my jaw as anger coursed through my veins.

"Thank you, but I'm fine," Caroline assured, but her eyes said otherwise.

They were red, and I could see that she was holding back her tears.

She looked even more pitiful.

I helped her stand up and reached to wipe the egg and mud off her forehead.

However, she remained prideful. She dodged my hand, causing her to lose balance and fall backward.

I instinctively grabbed her by the waist and pulled her to me, stopping her from falling.

Her face turned beet red in embarrassment. Upon realizing what had just happened, she struggled to break free from my arms.

"Charles, let go of me," she pleaded while glaring at me.

But instead of doing so, I lifted her chin and kissed her.

If it was only possible, I would integrate her into my flesh and blood so that we would never be apart.

Then, she would not be hurt ever again.

Caroline's BOV:

I could feel Charles's strong aura and his warm lips on mine.

The way he kissed me felt like he wanted to swallow me whole.

His warm touch was hypnotizing. He was holding my face gently as if he were holding a rare treasure.

My mind went blank.

Nothing seemed to matter anymore. And as we kissed, my breathing turned hot and heavy.

I stared at his deep eyes and felt like my body had a mind of its own. Before I knew it, I had given up struggling and succumbed to him.

I responded to his kiss with the same fervor.

Slowly, I closed my eyes and indulged myself in his deep and passionate kiss.

All the fear and resentment in my heart seemed to have disappeared into thin air.

My heart began to beat wildly in my chest.

Upon realizing that I had responded to his kiss, Charles paused for a moment and then kissed me even more.

I felt like he wanted to devour me.

My legs felt weak, and I had no strength nor will to pull away.

It was not until our lips were numb that Charles finally let go of me.

Suddenly, he clasped the back of my head with his palm and buried my face into his chest.

He looked at the crowd and warned through gritted teeth, "Caroline is my woman. If any of you dares to hurt her again, I will ruin your life!" "We're just seeking justice for Miss Raina!" someone reasoned out. "Why? Are you a lawyer? A policeman? What qualifications do you have to incriminate people without due process?" Charles fired back.

"We just want to teach her a lesson!" another explained.

"I don't care who sent you here. Come to think of it. Can you afford to face the consequences of offending the Moore Group?"

The noisy crowd quieted down in an instant.

I raised my head and saw the angry mob flee.

Now, only Charles and I were left on the scene. It was only at this moment that I realized how intimate we were.

I was wrapped in his arms, and his hands were around my waist.

We were so close that I could hear his steady and strong heartbeat.

This made my cheeks turn hotter. Embarrassed, I jumped out of Charles's arms.

I thought he would let me go, but he held my hand and led me to the side of the road. "Where are we going?" I asked confusedly.

"You're injured. I'm going to take you to the hospital to be examined," Charles answered.

As I could not replace the words to refuse his offer, I said nothing and just stared at his back.

When I came to my senses, I was already in his car.

Charles pulled a tissue and gently wiped the egg off my face.

His eyes were full of pity.

My heart skipped a beat. All of a sudden, something dawned on me.

I did not expect that I would still be moved by his gestures after a long time.

I even kissed him back in public just now.

How could I be so weak?

"What's wrong?" Charles asked with concern. He must have noticed that I suddenly became upset.

I pulled a long face and scoffed, "I don't need you.

I can go to the hospital myself."

Charles chuckled.

"Have you seen yourself? Well, there's no mirror here, so you can't see the egg on your face and hair. Caroline, let me help you for once."

His voice was deep and gentle as he spoke. This was exactly what he sounded like whenever he pampered me before.

My face turned red yet again.

I had forgotten the last time he had coaxed me like this.

His voice brought a lot of memories, both good and painful. Suddenly, my eyes welled up with tears, so I lowered my head in a hurry.

The car came to a halt in front of the hospital not long after.

Just as I was about to get out of the car, Charles opened the door and hoisted me up.

I refused to be carried, but he insisted on doing so. In the end, I had no choice but to let him.

"Don't move if you don't want others to recognize you," Charles whispered in my ear.

I took a peek at the passersby. Although I did not want to admit it, he was right.

'Only a fool won't enjoy convenience," I comforted myself inwardly.

I was soon examined by the doctor. Luckily, I had no broken bones and only sustained minor injuries.

The doctor simply bandaged my wounds and prescribed some pain relievers.

I glanced at Charles and saw him talking on the phone with a serious look on his face.

I could not hear what he was saying, but I had a feeling that it had something to do with me.