Awakened Housewife Ignore Betrayer's Begs (Scarlett) novel Chapter 462

Chapter 462 Condoms in the Drawer

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Scarlett tried to withdraw her hand, but seeing Vincent showed no sign of releasing it, she directed her gaze to his reflection in the elevator wall.

“Vincent, could you let go, please?”

Hearing this, Vincent turned his head. Looking down at Scarlett’s flushed cheeks, a faint smile appeared on his lips. “Then call me ‘Honey””

Scarlett frowned, looking up at him. “Don’t be childish.”

Seeing her utter indifference, a sharp, unexplainable pang shot through Vincent’s heart.

There was a time when even a soft sigh from him would have made her ask what was wrong.

But now, even if he said he liked her, loved her, she either wouldn’t believe him or would simply look away in disdain.

Vincent didn’t tease her further and actually let go of her hand.

When the elevator stopped, Vincent stepped out first, holding the door and motioning for

Scarlett to exit.

Once she was out, he let the door slide closed.

The CEO’s office was spacious and imposing. Scarlett rarely came here.

Even on the few occasions she had, Vincent had never once greeted her with a kind expression.

Abbott had already gathered the study materials Scarlett needed and placed them on Vincent’s desk.

Vincent walked over, picked up the stack, and handed it to her. “Come on, I’ll show you to the lounge.”

Since this was a working office, people would inevitably come in and out for meetings. Scarlett also thought it would be better to study in the lounge.

ent, she stepped inside.

ned to have work to attend to. After getting Scarlett settled, he left without another

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Scarlett didn’t ask him anything, simply finding a spot to sit down.

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She needed a pen but had forgotten hers, so she began rummaging through the drawers of the side table.

Searching around, her fingers unexpectedly brushed against several loose condoms.

They weren’t in boxes, just scattered in the drawer.

It looked like a few had been used, and these were what remained.

Scarlett closed the drawer, deciding not to search the lounge any further.

After over an hour of studying, she began to feel lightheaded.

She decided to rest, lying down on the sofa.

She actually ended up falling asleep.

But not long after, a sharp, angry shout came from outside the door. “Get out!”

Scarlett jolted awake.

Just as she opened her eyes, Vincent pushed the lounge door open and strode in.

She looked at him. His handsome face was dark with anger.

She didn’t know what had happened, but he looked frightening.

Vincent walked closer step by step before sitting down heavily beside her.

The hostile energy radiating from him made Scarlett inexplicably tense.

She watched his stern, furious expression but said nothing.

After a long moment, Vincent finally spoke, his voice low and heavy. “Why are you just staring? Not going to say anything?”

sat up, smoothing her hair. “I don’t think there’s anything to say.”

er of Vincent’s mouth twitched into a cold smile. “Aren’t you going to ask why I’m so

carlett didn’t want to ask. Her tone was flat. “No.”

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Seeing her complete lack of reaction, Vincent suddenly leaned in close. His handsome face instantly filled her vision, startling her and making her whole body stiffen.

But the next moment, Vincent reached out and gripped her shoulders. The hostility rolling off him was palpable, and his voice was like shards of ice. “Damian just stole Stewart Group’s overseas expansion opportunity.”

He spat the words out through gritted teeth.

Scarlett was taken aback. After a long pause, she finally replied, “That just proves there’s always someone better out there.”

Hearing her response, Vincent’s eyes narrowed. A cold laugh escaped him. “Seems pretty highly of him.”

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Scarlett met his gaze. “Not particularly. You two are cut from the same cloth, anyway.”

In her eyes, Damian and Vincent were no different-both were playboys who treated people’s feelings lightly.

Hearing this, Vincent released her shoulders. Staring into her eyes, he asked, “The same cloth?”

“Yes. Exactly the same.”

Vincent, however, seemed intrigued. “Explain. How are we the same?”

A hint of a sarcastic smile touched Scarlett’s lips. “That’s none of your business,” she said dismissively.

With that, she tried to stand up, but Vincent suddenly grabbed her arm again.

Scarlett stumbled backward onto the sofa. Before she could react, Vincent’s lips came crashing down on hers.

He wasn’t gentle-there was a bruising roughness to it.

Scarlett pushed against him with all her might, but found she had no strength left.

Against Vincent, all her resistance felt pitifully weak.

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