Awakened Housewife Ignore Betrayer's Begs (Scarlett) novel Chapter 180

Chapter 180 The Final Request

Though frustrated, Scarlett could only agree. “Fine, I’ll wait.”

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She didn’t want to drag this out any longer. The only one growing weary from the delay was herself.

The group accompanying Vincent clearly didn’t recognize Scarlett. They watched her with undisguised curiosity and judgment.

She ignored their unfriendly gazes.

Vincent took the CEO’s private elevator upstairs, and Scarlett resumed her seat in the lobby.

After nearly two hours of waiting, the receptionist hadn’t even offered her a glass of water. But it didn’t matter-she was only here to discuss the divorce.

Just as she was growing tired from sitting, her phone buzzed with a text from Vincent. “I’ll pick you up at the hospital tomorrow. Whatever it is, we can talk tomorrow evening. I’ve already left the company. It’s Sunday today; Vanessa is waiting for me to take her out.”

Reading the message, Scarlett felt a surge of anger so intense she nearly wanted to slap him through the screen.

But things had come to this point, and she had no choice but to wait again.

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The next evening, after her shift ended, Scarlett walked out of the hospital and spotted Vincent’s car.

Once she got in, she noticed a bouquet of flowers on the back seat, along with a luxury-brand shopping bag. She didn’t know what was inside, but she didn’t have to guess-these were clearly gifts Vincent had prepared for Sabrina.

After driving out of the congested area, Vincent glanced at Scarlett and said, “The flowers and gift are belated birthday presents for you. I hope you like them.”

Hearing this, Scarlett was momentarily stunned, but she quickly replied coldly, “Vincent, I don’t need these.”

Her tone was sharp with displeasure. Vincent assumed she was still upset about him forgetting her birthday.

He responded patiently, almost gently, “I’ll remember your birthday from now on.”

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Scarlett felt it was pointless to argue. She simply asked, “Where are we going now?”

Vincent said, “I’ve already booked a restaurant.”

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Feeling a restaurant wasn’t the right place for their discussion, she suggested, “Let’s go to the Oakland Villa.”

Oakland Villa was their marital home. It seemed fitting to end everything where it began.

Vincent was taken aback, frowning slightly. “I don’t think today is your fertile window.”

Realizing what he meant, Scarlett’s expression turned icy. “Vincent, is a second child the only thing we have to talk about?”

Vincent sounded genuinely confused. “Hmm?”

The car was still moving. Scarlett said firmly, “Pull over.”

Without further questions, Vincent complied-the first time he had ever listened to her so readily.

And the flowers and gifts in the back seat were also the first things he had ever given her.

Once the car stopped, Scarlett turned to face Vincent. Her eyes held only coldness and distance. “I prepared the agreement a long time ago. Is there something you’re unsatisfied with that’s preventing you from signing it?”

Vincent still hadn’t seen the agreement and didn’t realize it was a divorce settlement.

He shook his head, his reply brief. “No.”

Scarlett felt a surge of frustration so intense it tightened her chest. She took a slow, deep breath, then spoke to Vincent with unusual calm, “Vincent, let’s end this here. I won’t stand in the way of you and anyone else, but this marriage in name only should be terminated.”

Her expression was unreadable-devoid of sadness, joy, or anger, only a profound detachment.

This time, Vincent was certain. Scarlett was talking about divorcing him.

She sat quietly in the passenger seat, her gaze steady as she looked at him.

Vincent studied her face, still struggling to process what he had heard. “What did you say?” he asked, needing confirmation.

They had been married for five years. Throughout that time, she had always been compliant— a devoted mother to Vanessa, attentive to his parents, never one to make waves.

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Vincent had appreciated this version of Scarlett. Her lack of drama had allowed their marriage to continue peacefully for half a decade.

But now, the ever-dutiful and accommodating Scarlett was asking for a divorce.

Even though he had heard her clearly, Vincent needed to hear it again.

Scarlett’s gaze remained utterly calm. “Vincent, let’s get a divorce,” she repeated.

Her tone was as matter-of-fact as if she were commenting on what she had for lunch.

It was a statement that should have shattered worlds, yet she delivered it with unsettling serenity.

Vincent continued to watch her. He couldn’t quite name the emotion stirring inside him, but he heard his own voice, relatively composed, ask her, “Is it because of Damian that you’re asking for a divorce?”

In five years of marriage, he had always known he didn’t love her, but she had consistently shown deep care for him.

For her to let go so calmly now, Vincent was convinced there had to be a reason.

Putting the pieces together, the only person who came to mind was Damian.

Scarlett shook her head slowly. Her voice carried the same detached quality as before. “No. It’s for myself.”

Vincent leaned back against his seat, closing his eyes briefly. When he opened them again, he turned to face Scarlett and asked, “What about Vanessa? What do we do about her?”

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