No Second Baby No You Only Divorce (Scarlett and Vincent) novel Chapter 599

Scarlett nodded at Nolan. "Okay."

But Damian, standing behind her, wasn't having it. He stepped forward and shot Nolan a cold look. "She doesn't need you here. I've got it."

Nolan acted like he hadn't heard a word. He ignored Damian completely and kept his eyes on Scarlett. "I'll head out now, then?"

His tone was soft, almost hesitant—like he was leaving the door open.

Scarlett caught it. "Nolan."

He hadn't made it to the door yet. He turned. "Yeah?"

She hesitated. "You..."

Something flickered in Nolan's expression. He quickly adjusted. "Surgery doesn't start for a bit. I can stay a little longer."

Neither of them acknowledged Damian. Not a glance, not a word. Like he wasn't even in the room.

Damian's jaw tightened. His voice came out sharper than he intended. "Scarlett, he's got a surgery. Why are you trying to keep him here?"

The moment the words left his mouth, Scarlett's soft reply landed. "Okay."

Damian blinked. "Okay? What do you mean, okay?"

Nolan was still standing by the bed, looking down at her. "Professor Newman has been talking about you again lately."

Scarlett smiled. "Yeah. Once I'm feeling better, I'll go visit him."

Nolan smiled back. "Good grades. That's probably what he'd appreciate most."

Scarlett smiled but didn't say anything else.

Damian stood off to the side, watching them chat like he wasn't there. It finally clicked.

The "okay" she'd said earlier—that was for Nolan. For him staying.

And now, watching them together, he understood exactly where he stood with her.

Maybe her answer had been there all along. Right in front of him.

But he didn't care. Giving up on her wasn't an option.

Nolan's smile widened as he looked at her. "Scarlett, I'm really glad you're getting better."

She looked up at him, beaming. "Yeah. I am. And I'll keep getting better."

Damian's face darkened. His gaze ping-ponged between the two of them, frustration mounting.

Scarlett nodded. "Yeah. Go ahead. Do your thing."

Nolan took a step toward the door, then stopped. He turned back. "Hey. You wanna come watch? Could be a good learning opportunity."

Without hesitating, Scarlett said, "Okay."

Damian stood up fast, blocking her path. He glared at Nolan. "She's not going. She's still recovering. What the hell is she supposed to learn from you right now?"

Nolan didn't even look at him. He kept his eyes on Scarlett. "You want to come?"

Before she could answer, Damian moved. He walked straight up to Nolan, planted a hand on his chest, and started pushing him toward the door.

Step by step, he forced him out. "Go do your surgery. We don't need you here."

The door slammed shut. Damian locked it.

Nolan stood in the hallway, frustrated and worried.

His phone rang again. The OR, still waiting.

He hesitated. Then he turned and walked away.

He was a surgeon. The patient was prepped, the team was ready. He didn't have the right to make them wait for him.