Awakened Housewife Ignore Betrayer's Begs (Scarlett) novel Chapter 463

Chapter 463 A Kiss of Possession and Rage

Vincent bit and sucked at her lips, even trying to force his tongue past them.

Scarlett kept her mouth tightly shut, refusing him entry.

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But the next moment, Vincent grew bolder. One hand slid around her waist, the other moved to undo the button of her pants.

Scarlett was terrified, a scream rising in her throat.

But the sound was swallowed completely by his mouth.

He took the opportunity to push his tongue inside. He kissed her with a rough, possessive force, crushing her against him.

Even though she was unwilling, even as she struggled and trembled, Vincent showed no sign of letting go.

In all their years of marriage, he had never been this wild, this unrestrained.

The desire to possess her burned in his chest more fiercely than ever.

But when his hand slid under the hem of her sweater, he felt the hot tears streaking her face.

She was sobbing, crying, her whole body shaking.

A sudden, sharp pang pierced Vincent’s heart.

In that instant, the feverish haze began to clear from his mind.

Seeing him hesitate, Scarlett shoved him away with all her remaining strength, then slapped him hard across the face.

The sound was sharp and loud in the quiet room.

Vincent held his cheek, turning his face away. His lowered eyes held something dark and unreadable.

bled to her feet, shouting at him, “Vincent, you’re insane!”

is tongue over the inside of his now-numb cheek. He turned back, his sharp, eyes glinting with a dangerous edge. A cold, mocking laugh escaped him. “Don’t ho you belong to.”

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Hearing his threat, Scarlett could only stammer, “You…!”

She felt utterly helpless, powerless.

With only a few days left in the mandatory waiting period, she didn’t want any more. complications.

She didn’t reply, just stared at Vincent with eyes full of raw resentment.

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Remembering what had just happened, fresh tears of humiliation welled up and spilled over.

Seeing her cry, Vincent suddenly felt a wave of helpless frustration.

No matter how angry he was, her tears now only threw his heart into deeper turmoil.

Agitated, Vincent stood up abruptly. Without looking at her, he said, “Focus on your studying. I’m going out.”

With that, he strode out of the lounge without a backward glance.

Scarlett stood by the sofa, her body rigid.

Only when she was sure he was truly gone did the tension leave her limbs.

She didn’t sit back down. Instead, she went straight to the bathroom.

Facing the mirror, she turned on the faucet and began scrubbing her lips fiercely, as if she could wash away the feel of him.

But no matter how hard she scrubbed, it didn’t feel like enough.

She only stopped when her skin was red and stinging.

The faucet still running, she looked at her reflection-swollen lips, eyes dull with hurt.

She hated the woman staring back.

She didn’t know how long she stayed there. When she finally walked out, she collapsed back

the sofa.

on her side, silent tears soaked into the cushion.

She stayed like that for another hour.

Outside, after leaving the lounge, Vincent found he couldn’t focus on the company reports.

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Scarlett’s face-her tear-streaked, wounded expression-kept intruding on his already frayed and irritable thoughts.

It seemed etched into his mind, impossible to shake.

He forced himself to settle down and work.

He managed to push through until noon. When Abbott brought in lunch, Vincent finally made his way back toward the lounge.

Pausing briefly at the door, he pushed it open gently and stepped inside.

Scarlett was asleep again, curled into herself on the sofa.

Seeing her peaceful, Vincent didn’t want to wake her.

He walked over quietly and stood by the sofa, looking down.

Scarlett had delicate features. With the light makeup she wore, she looked strikingly lovely, even in sleep.

Once again, Vincent was struck by her beauty. He’d never quite realized it before, or perhaps he’d never allowed himself to see it.

Just then, Scarlett’s phone on the coffee table lit up with a notification.

Vincent glanced sideways. The sender was Damian. “Hey beautiful, what are you up to? Had lunch? Feel like grabbing some together?”

Seeing those words, the faint, involuntary smile that had touched Vincent’s lips vanished completely, replaced by a cold, hard mask.

He bent down to pick up the phone, but the moment his fingers touched it, Scarlett- awakened by the movement-snatched it away.

She looked at him with wary eyes. “What are you doing?”

Seeing her so defensive, Vincent couldn’t help a cold laugh. “So jumpy. Hiding something?”

Scarlett tucked the phone securely into her bag. “It’s not hiding. It’s called privacy.”

Hearing that, the smile on Vincent’s face widened, though it held no warmth. “Is that so?”

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