Awakened Housewife Ignore Betrayer's Begs (Scarlett) novel Chapter 636

His gaze trailed after Scarlett as she walked away, and a sharp, uneasy sensation shot straight through him.

The person who once belonged only to him no longer did.

At that thought, Vincent's jaw tightened unconsciously.

Just then, his phone buzzed. It was Sabrina.

He picked up, and her voice came through, warm and expectant. "Vincent, are you coming to the show tonight? I saved you a seat."

"Yeah," he said. "Text me the address."

He lingered a moment longer before finally turning to leave.

When he arrived at the venue Sabrina had sent him, the performance was just about to begin.

He found his spot and settled in as the lights dimmed and the first notes filled the hall.

On stage, Sabrina stood in a simple white gown, looking every bit like a storybook princess come to life.

A soft murmur swept through the crowd.

"She's gorgeous."

"And the way she plays... It's like listening to angels."

"Lucky is the guy who ends up with her."

"I'd give anything to be with someone like that."

The whispers washed over Vincent, one after another.

He flexed his fingers slowly, feeling a faint, private sense of pride.

Maybe being with Sabrina wouldn't be so bad after all.

After the final bow, a wave of people surged toward the stage—asking for autographs, handing her flowers, a few even mustering the courage to confess their feelings right then and there.

The noise of the crowd began to grate on him, so Vincent slipped outside.

He stood by the entrance, letting the chill evening air hit his face, his eyes tracing the thick blanket of snow on the ground. Marrying Sabrina... maybe it really wouldn't be such a terrible idea.

Outside the concert hall, watching people come and go under the streetlights, Vincent let his thoughts drift.

Remembering how Sabrina had shone under the spotlight, something softened inside him.

Maybe this was the best path forward—for both of them.

Still, even as he thought it, a hollow feeling lingered in his chest.

He stayed by the door, lighting one cigarette after the next.

His eyes had started to sting from the smoke when he heard a gentle voice beside him. "Vincent."

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