Awakened Housewife Ignore Betrayer's Begs (Scarlett) novel Chapter 604

He buttoned his shirt slowly, one button at a time, then lit another cigarette.

He exhaled, but the smoke did nothing to clear the images from his mind—Scarlett and Damian, their mouths pressed together.

For some reason, his thoughts kept circling back to them, no matter how hard he tried to shake it.

Behind him, Sabrina lay still, watching his back, a storm of emotions churning inside her.

Even now, after everything, he still wouldn't go through with it.

But she didn't let it show. Sabrina sat up on her own and slid her arms around his waist from behind, resting her hands on his stomach.

At the same time, she rested her chin on his shoulder, turned her head slightly, and let her lips brush against his earlobe, her breath warm against his skin.

Her body pressed lightly against his back.

She was trying to get a reaction out of him—anything.

But Vincent stayed cold to her advances. He took a long drag from his cigarette, then turned his head toward her.

The next moment, he blew the smoke directly into her face.

He kept his eyes fixed on her, saying nothing for a long stretch of time.

Sabrina met his gaze, but she could tell—he wasn't really seeing her. He was looking through her, at someone else.

Something sharp twisted in her chest.

Still, she leaned in closer. She didn't kiss him, though. Instead, she pressed her finger to his lips and touched her own mouth to her finger.

Her eyes dropped. "Vincent," she asked softly, "what's wrong?"

He blinked, shaking off the images of Scarlett and Damian.

He leaned over and stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray before answering. "Nothing."

Sabrina rested her head against his chest, listening to the steady thump of his heartbeat. "Why'd you stop again?"

He didn't answer. Just stayed quiet.

The silence stretched, and bit by bit, Sabrina's emotions settled into something cold and familiar.

What was there to ask, really?

She already knew. Maybe Vincent didn't love her as much as he'd always believed.

Even so, Sabrina never once thought about walking away from him.

He was her only way to keep the life she wanted.

Without him, what did she have? Her looks. Her piano playing. That was it.

Sure, she had her medical degree and could've built a career from it, but that wasn't the life she wanted.

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