Awakened Housewife Ignore Betrayer's Begs (Scarlett) novel Chapter 272

Because of the high fever, the doctor ordered an urgent dose of fever–reducing medication.

Vanessa was so out of it she didn’t even flinch when the needle went in, which only made things worse in Scarlett’s mind–her daughter was usually so sensitive to pain.

A deep, frantic worry gripped Scarlett’s heart, pounding hard against her ribs.

She was a doctor herself, a pediatric surgeon, and she knew exactly how serious this could get.

With something like this, a single misstep could mean…

She couldn’t finish the thought. Even brushing close to it made her feel like she was suffocating.

Vincent had stayed right beside her the whole time. He wasn’t a medical professional, so he’d mostly kept quiet, not daring to offer an opinion. But seeing Scarlett so tightly wound scared him, too–enough that for a while he couldn’t find any words at all.

Soon, the blood test results came back. A nurse called them into the doctor’s office.

The physician on duty adjusted his glasses, looked up from the report, and asked, “Your daughter has influenza. Has she been in any crowded places recently?”

As soon as Scarlett heard “influenza“, she understood. Children’s immune systems were still developing, and crowded spaces were breeding grounds for infection. Thinking back over the last couple of days, she answered quietly, “She was at the hospital.”

“The hospital?” The doctor frowned. “Why would you take a child to a hospital right now? We’re in peak flu season–the place is full of circulating viruses. Kids are especially vulnerable. Taking her there without any real protection… What were you both thinking?”

His tone grew sharper as he spoke, edging into clear disapproval. Since this wasn’t Scarlett’s own hospital and she hadn’t mentioned she was also a doctor, she stayed silent, feeling both guilty and unfairly accused.

Seeing her quiet response, the doctor seemed to take it as an admission of fault. “If you’d arrived any later tonight,” he said sternly, “your daughter’s condition could have become critical. Is that the kind of risk a responsible parent takes?”

The words stung, leaving a sour ache in Scarlett’s chest. When Vanessa was happy and healthy, Vincent got the credit. When she was sick, it was suddenly Scarlett’s failure as a mother. How unfair it all felt.

Vincent, who had been listening quietly, finally stepped in. “This was my mistake,” he said flatly. “Don’t blame her.”

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But the doctor only seemed more annoyed by the defense. “Your child is this sick, and you’re still making excuses?”

Vincent’s patience ran out. His brow furrowed, and his voice turned cool. “Just tell us what needs to happen now.”

The shift in his tone was clear, and the doctor caught it. Not wanting to escalate the situation, he backed off. “She needs IV fluids, medication, and to be admitted overnight. We’ll keep her for observation.”

Vincent gave a short nod. As he turned to leave, he noticed Scarlett wasn’t following. He paused and glanced back. “You coming?”

Scarlett felt paralyzed. In her year as a surgeon, she’d grown familiar with life–and–death situations–maybe too familiar. She’d thought she was numb to the fear.

But tonight, it was her own daughter lying there, and that changed everything. Her mind had gone blank, tangled up in panic.

Seeing how shaken she was, Vincent bent down and wrapped an arm around her shoulders. “Let’s go,” he said, his voice lower now. “Vanessa’s going to be alright.”

Leaning into him, Scarlett let herself be guided out, her steps unsteady.

Watching her hollow, distracted form, a dull, gnawing discomfort settled heavy in Vincent’s chest.

Just then, a young nurse in scrubs hurried around the corner toward them. Before she could even reach them, Scarlett’s anxiety spiked. “What’s wrong? Is it Vanessa?”

The nurse quickly shook her head. “No, no–she’s awake. I was just coming to find you.”

Hearing that, Scarlett pulled away from Vincent and rushed down the hall to the ward.

Vanessa was indeed awake, her eyes open but still glazed with fatigue.

Scarlett sat gently on the edge of the bed and stroked her daughter’s cheek, her touch soft. “Hey, sweetheart,” she whispered. “Are you feeling any better?”

Vanessa looked at her, eyes watery, but she pressed her lips together and didn’t speak.

Scarlett understood. The person Vanessa wanted right now wasn’t her. Quietly, she moved aside to make space. Vincent stepped forward and sat where Scarlett had been.

“Daddy,” Vanessa murmured, her voice raspy.

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“Are you feeling a little better?”

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Vanessa gave a small nod. “A little.”

Vincent managed a smile and brushed her hair back from her forehead. “That’s good. I’m right here, okay? I’m not going anywhere.”

Vanessa nodded again, then closed her eyes, too tired to say more.

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