Awakened Housewife Ignore Betrayer's Begs (Scarlett) novel Chapter 81

Chapter 81 Provocations

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Damian scratched his ear nonchalantly and shrugged, projecting an air of complete indifference. “I can hear you perfectly fine. No need to shout. You might scare my girl,” he said, his tone dripping with mock

concern.

Daniel’s face flushed a deep, furious red. He had always considered himself fairly audacious, but Damian operated on a whole other level of shamelessness.

Seeing Daniel rendered speechless and fuming only widened Damian’s grin. “What’s the matter? Are you getting angry?” he taunted.

Before Daniel could muster a retort, Damian cut him off again, his eyes sparkling with malicious amusement. “You being angry is exactly what I wanted to see. This is highly entertaining for me.”

Throwing his head back with a loud, triumphant laugh, Damian tightened his arm around Scarlett’s waist and swaggered out of the private room with an exaggerated confidence.

A few minutes later, Vincent emerged from the booth.

Daniel spotted him immediately and launched into a heated complaint. “That Damian is utterly insufferable! He makes me want to punch his smug face in.”

Vincent’s gaze was distant, his eyes holding a complex, unreadable emotion, though his voice remained perfectly level. “He has the capital to be arrogant.”

Daniel grumbled, unwilling to let it go, “But Vincent, he’s openly pursuing your wife.”

Vincent showed no visible reaction. His tone was flat, almost detached. “Let him do as he pleases.”

Daniel opened his mouth to protest further, but Vincent had already turned and begun walking away, his posture making it clear the discussion was over.

It was evident Vincent had no intention of entertaining the topic any longer.

Just then, Harris approached and laid a calming hand on Daniel’s shoulder. “Vincent knows what he’s doing. Don’t aggravate yourself over it. He never held any real affection for Scarlett anyway. Perhaps this development is for the best.”

Daniel frowned deeply. “But Vanessa is fond of her…”

Harris let out a soft sigh. “She will always be Vanessa’s mother, Daniel. That fact remains.”

Daniel muttered under his breath, his annoyance palpable, “She’s not worthy of the title. In my opinion, Sabrina is the only one truly suited for that role. Sabrina is the only woman who should stand beside Vincent.”

Outside the bar, Damian kept his arm firmly around Scarlett’s waist all the way to the curb.

Scarlett, lost in her own tumultuous thoughts, barely registered the contact.

She only snapped back to the present when Damian reached to open the car door for her. She took a quick step back, creating distance. “Mr. Langley,” she began, her voice quiet but firm, “thank you for your help

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tonight.”

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Damian could sense the turmoil beneath her calm exterior, but he knew better than to press her. He leaned down, bringing his face level with hers, a soft, engaging smile in his eyes. “You keep thanking me. Doesn’t that feel a bit too formal between us?”

Scarlett took another subconscious step back, her lower back pressing against the cool metal of the car. She eyed him with renewed wariness. “So, what do you suggest…?”

Before she could finish her sentence, Damian straightened up to his full height, his expression turning uncharacteristically serious. “Spend the night with me. How does that sound?”

He wasn’t joking. His gaze was intense and utterly sincere.

Scarlett’s heart gave an involuntary lurch. “Anything but that,” she said quickly. “I’ll agree to anything else.”

Damian studied her face for a long moment. “Then have dinner with me. A proper dinner.”

Feeling indebted to him for his intervention, Scarlett found herself nodding. “Alright. Dinner.”

A triumphant, mischievous glint returned to Damian’s eyes. He laughed softly. “I guess Zachary was right. The best way to get a woman to agree to a simple request is to ask for something outrageous first.”

Realizing she had been deftly maneuvered, Scarlett’s brow furrowed in mild irritation. “Damian, you…!”

Damian quickly locked his eyes with hers, his smile deepening into something more genuine. He stared intently at her and asked, “Are you angry with me?”

Scarlett didn’t answer, instead turning her face away to avoid his penetrating gaze.

Damian chuckled, the sound warm. His handsome features softened with a rare sincerity. “You know, you look incredibly cute when you’re flustered. It makes me want to kiss you.”

As he spoke these words, he leaned in toward her once more, closing the distance between them.

His sudden advance sent Scarlett’s heart racing. She instinctively turned her head further away, evading his proximity.

Simultaneously, her voice emerged, laced with a plea she hadn’t intended. “Damian, I… I just want to go

home.”

The vulnerable note in her voice instantly disarmed him, melting away any intention to tease her further.

Damian immediately straightened up, putting a respectful amount of space between them. His voice was gentle when he spoke again. “Let me drive you home.”

Scarlett shook her head, her resolve firming. “No, it’s fine. I’ll take a taxi.”

She promptly stepped to the curb and hailed a passing cab.

Within moments, she was inside, and the vehicle sped off into the night.

Damian stood on the sidewalk, watching the taxi’s taillights disappear around a corner. A gentle, unguarded smile touched his lips, and a rare warmth lingered in his eyes.

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Inside the taxi, Scarlett sat by the window, her gaze blankly taking in the blur of city lights and the anonymous crowds flowing along the sidewalks.

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On a massive digital screen attached to a nearby shopping mall, a high-end advertisement was playing. It featured Sabrina, seated elegantly at a grand piano. Her cascading, perfectly styled curly hair fell down her back. Her makeup was flawless, accentuating her delicate features, and she wore a long, figure-hugging gown. The dress was a fiery, passionate red that made her porcelain skin seem to glow from within. Her body was slender and graceful, and the faint, enigmatic smile gracing her lips was utterly captivating.

Pedestrians had stopped to watch, their faces filled with naked admiration and envy.

There was no denying it-Sabrina was breathtakingly beautiful. Her mere presence on the screen commanded the attention of everyone in the vicinity.

She was the complete package-gentle, intelligent, stunningly gorgeous. And with Vincent’s powerful patronage and care, she embodied the kind of woman others could only aspire to become, a seemingly unattainable ideal.

Scarlett was acutely aware that she couldn’t possibly compete with such perfection. Yet, this rational understanding did nothing to ease the heavy, aching sorrow that settled deep within her chest.

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