Awakened Housewife Ignore Betrayer's Begs (Scarlett) novel Chapter 120

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Scarlett didn’t dare waste a single second. Clutching the blanket tightly around herself, she scrambled off the bed, her hands trembling as she struggled to pull her clothes on with frantic, uncoordinated movements.

Damian watched her panicked state from where he stood, a low, amused chuckle escaping his lips. “Does he really frighten you that much?” he asked, the question hanging in the air like a challenge.

Scarlett didn’t respond verbally, but deep down she knew the truth all too well. Vincent tolerated zero imperfections in his carefully controlled world.

He might endure many things, but finding her half-dressed in a hotel room with Damian crossed a line that could never be uncrossed. The consequences would be severe-she was certain of that.

Exactly two minutes later, after what felt like an eternity of frantic preparation, Scarlett pulled open the heavy hotel room door.

Vincent didn’t even glance back at her. He stood with his back to the door, his posture rigid with contained tension. Without a word, he began striding purposefully down the hallway, throwing a terse command over his shoulder. “Come with me.”

His tone was flat and unreadable, and Scarlett couldn’t begin to guess what he was thinking beneath that controlled exterior.

She had no choice but to follow, her footsteps echoing softly against the plush carpet as she trailed behind him.

At the end of the corridor, Vincent pushed open the heavy stairwell door. He entered first, holding the door just long enough for Scarlett to slip through before it swung shut with a definitive click.

Once inside, Vincent positioned himself directly beside the entrance, his broad shoulders almost blocking the doorway as if physically preventing Damian from pursuing them.

Scarlett noticed the protective-or possessive-gesture, her heart racing with a mixture of fear and confusion. This wasn’t the Vincent she thought she knew.

They had been married for five years. She had loved Vincent, respected him deeply. Since discussing divorce, she had tried to withdraw emotionally-to stop the loving, to stop the respecting.

But she had never felt this kind of bone-deep fear before, this primal understanding that she was facing a side of him she’d never seen.

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Vincent leaned against the cold concrete doorframe and quietly lit a cigarette. As he tilted his head, the flame from the lighter illuminated his face-revealing features that were cold and utterly devoid of warmth. He looked truly terrifying in that moment, like something out of a nightmare.

He remained silent until he exhaled the first puff of smoke, the gray cloud hanging between them like a curtain. Finally, his eyes settled on Scarlett, dark and unreadable. “Come with me,” he repeated, his voice low but firm. “There’s somewhere you need to go.”

Scarlett stared back, taking in his unnerving calm. All her earlier assumptions suddenly seemed laughable. Clearly, when a man doesn’t love you, he doesn’t even care about infidelity.

If it had been Sabrina who betrayed him, he’d probably be falling apart-screaming, breaking down, losing his mind.

Scarlett’s heart sank into icy depths. She wanted to cry, wanted to laugh, but found she could do neither.

Vincent had already started down the stairs. Noticing she wasn’t moving, he turned and said, “Scarlett, I’ve been very patient with you.” It was both a warning and a soft threat.

But by now, Scarlett simply didn’t care anymore. He had never valued her anyway.

When Vincent first appeared at the door, she had even questioned her own morality.

She wondered if wronging him was justified, given their divorce wasn’t yet finalized. But now, such thoughts felt like self-deception.

Vincent went downstairs, and she followed mechanically.

She barely registered when they reached the ground floor. Vincent got into the driver’s seat without bothering to open Scarlett’s door.

His treatment of her had always been different from how he treated Sabrina. For Sabrina, he would open doors, shield her head, hold her dress, even fasten her seatbelt.

Scarlett still chose the back seat. She didn’t know where Vincent was taking her, and neither spoke during the drive.

Vincent never brought up what had happened with Damian. He seemed hurried, driving fast. Through the rearview mirror, Scarlett saw his jaw clenched tight, his lips pressed into a severe

line.

His phone rang repeatedly during the drive, but he never answered, letting the screen light up again and again.

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Scarlett didn’t know who was calling, but she guessed it probably wasn’t Sabrina-he would never ignore her calls.

Only when the car stopped did Scarlett realize Vincent had brought her to her hospital.

Vincent gave Scarlett no chance to ask questions. He got out and walked straight into the hospital, simply telling her to follow.

They reached an observation room in the emergency department. Through the partly open door, Scarlett saw a man lying on the bed inside. A closer look confirmed it was Nolan.

Scarlett froze, unsure what to do. Instinctively, she reached out to push the door open.

But Vincent caught her wrist. “I need to talk to you about something.”

Scarlett’s eyes reddened as she glared at him. “What do

you want?”

Vincent narrowed his eyes. “I need Nolan to perform surgery.”

Suddenly, everything became clear to Scarlett.

She finally understood why Vincent had suddenly returned to the city, why he appeared at the hotel, why he seemed so urgent. All his actions were just to get Nolan to operate.

He didn’t need to say who the patient was-Scarlett could guess. No matter who it was, that person was clearly far more important than his legal wife.

Over their five years of marriage, Scarlett had experienced Vincent’s emotional coldness countless times.

She remembered when Vanessa was just twelve months old, crawling everywhere. That particular day, Scarlett was running a high fever, her mind foggy, her body weak as noodles.

She tried to keep an eye on Vanessa, but the toddler was full of energy, moving all over the place while searching for toys. Scarlett couldn’t keep up, so she messaged Vincent, “Can you come home to help with Vanessa? I have a fever and can’t handle it anymore.”

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