Awakened Housewife Ignore Betrayer's Begs (Scarlett) novel Chapter 262

Chapter 262 An Unexpected Nighttime Visitor

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Hearing Zachary’s teasing remark, Damian didn’t bother with a reply. He just quickened his pace out of the lounge.

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Back at Theron Manor, Scarlett went straight upstairs to shower.

Once done, she stepped out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her body.

After towel–drying her hair a few times, she let the damp towel fall away.

Just then, she heard a soft thud from behind her.

Startled, she instinctively covered herself. “Who’s there?” she asked, her voice tight with alarm.

As she spoke, she glanced over her shoulder while hurriedly grabbing for the towel, though it did little to conceal her.

When she saw who was standing by the window, she froze in surprise.

“Damian?”

Damian stood rooted to the spot, his face flushed.

Scarlett had managed to wrap the towel around her torso, but her long legs were still largely exposed, and the line of her collarbone and shoulders was bare–too much skin on display, and it held his gaze captive.

When he’d first climbed in, he’d accidentally gotten a full view of her back–the elegant slope of her shoulders, the slender curve of her waist–an image that immediately threw his thoughts

into chaos.

Flustered, he completely forgot to look away.

Seeing him stare, Scarlett felt her own cheeks grow hot. “Damian, how long are you planning to stare?”

Snapped back to reality by her sharp tone, Damian hastily averted his eyes. The tips of his ears burned crimson as he stammered, “S–Sorry.”

Scarlett let out an exasperated huff. “Get out. Now.”

Damian gestured vaguely toward the window. “I need to talk to you. I’ll leave in a minute. Just… get dressed first.”

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His mind was stubbornly replaying the glimpse of her bare back—the memory refused to fade.

But he clenched his jaw, forcing himself to regain control.

Seeing him turn his back to her, for some reason, Scarlett found herself trusting him in that

moment.

She let the towel drop and quickly pulled on her silk pajamas.

Once dressed, she said to his back, “I’m decent.”

When Damian turned around, he kept his eyes carefully lowered, focusing on her feet. “Right.”

Scarlett was actually annoyed that he’d scaled her balcony and come through the window again in the middle of the night—this wasn’t the first time he’d given her such a fright.

And she’d been undressed, no less.

The thought made her speak with strained patience. “Damian, don’t do this again. If you come through that window one more time, I’m having it nailed shut.”

Hearing this, Damian’s head snapped up. He fixed her with a fierce, penetrating glare. “Go ahead, nail it shut. If you dare, I’ll just come through the front door instead.”

Then, a roguish, mischievous grin spread across his face. “Might as well let Nathan and Violet know I’ve already been in your bed. That way, you’ll have to take responsibility for me.”

Scarlett’s face flushed a deep crimson. “Damian, you’re impossible…”

Damian closed the distance between them in two strides, his tall frame casting a shadow that seemed to engulf her.

Seeing her speechless and flustered, a full, satisfied smile finally broke through. He leaned in slightly, his voice tinged with amusement. “You get to scold me, but I can’t tease you back?”

Scarlett had no retort. She turned her face away. “What are you doing here, anyway?”

Instead of answering, Damian brushed past her and flopped down directly onto her bed.

Watching him, Scarlett said angrily, “Damian, get off my bed.”

The last time he’d lain there, she’d forgotten to change the sheets before work. That in

Clara had come to her room to play. Tired out, the little girl had decided to sleep over.

Lying on the pillow, Clara had crinkled her nose and said, “Auntie, your pillow smells kinda funny.”

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Hearing that, Scarlett had picked up the pillow and sniffed it. It wasn’t a bad smell–just the lingering scent of whiskey and Damian’s cologne, subtle but distinct. Mixed together, it had been enough for Clara to notice.

Faced with the little girl’s innocent confusion, Scarlett hadn’t known what to say.

So now, seeing Damian sprawled on her bed again, a wave of irritation washed over her.

Damian lay flat on his back, making himself at home. Even as Scarlett told him to get off, he acted as if he hadn’t heard, choosing instead to finally answer her question. “I couldn’t sleep. Thought I’d come check on you.”

As he said it, his eyes searched her face closely, looking for any sign of what Zachary had mentioned–any trace of earlier distress.

But he saw nothing out of the ordinary.

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Seeing him behaving so shamelessly, Scarlett shot him a withering look. “Fine. Don’t get off. I’ll just sleep on the sofa, then.”

With that, she turned on her heel, marched to the plush sofa in the corner, and lay down on it

with her back to him.

Scarlett pulled the throw blanket over her head and turned firmly away from the bed.

He won’t stay all night. Once he gets bored, he’ll leave on his own.

Exhaustion was tugging at her, but with Damian in the room, she didn’t dare let herself fall asleep just yet.

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