No Second Baby No You Only Divorce (Scarlett and Vincent) novel Chapter 672

Since Damian was a public figure, Scarlett figured if anything serious happened to him, it would likely make the headlines.

She opened Twitter again to check.

Scrolling through, she didn't spot any trending news about Damian, but she did come across rumors that Vincent and Sabrina were getting serious—talk of them heading toward marriage.

The top post claimed the two had already met each other's parents, accompanied by a few photos. Though the images weren't sharp, anyone familiar with Vincent could recognize him.

Scarlett didn't linger on that post. She had known this was coming sooner or later.

If he was going to marry Sabrina, then finalizing their own divorce was just a matter of time.

While turning it over in her mind, her phone rang.

She glanced down—it was a call from Stewart Manor. Xavier's name flashed on the screen.

Remembering how he had treated her in the past, she still picked up. "Hello, Grandpa."

Xavier's voice came through, cool and commanding. "Come to Stewart Manor. We need to talk."

Scarlett wasn't eager to go. "You can tell me whatever it is over the phone."

But Xavier didn't budge. "It's better discussed in person," he replied tersely.

He seemed to assume that, like before, she would simply comply when he summoned her.

This time, though, Scarlett refused. "I can't make it."

Xavier's tone sharpened. "What did you say? You're ignoring me now?"

She offered an explanation, though her voice held little warmth. "My leg is injured. I can't come."

Xavier took it as an excuse. Unconvinced, he said, "I'll send James to pick you up."

James Bell was Xavier's personal driver.

Scarlett paused. If Xavier was willing to send James all this way, it must be something important.

She weighed the situation but still resisted. "What exactly do you need to discuss?"

Now irritated, Xavier replied, "It's about you and Vincent finalizing the divorce."

Scarlett understood immediately—he must have seen the news about Vincent and Sabrina. He wanted her and Vincent to officially split so Vincent could remarry sooner.

The thought stirred a dull ache in her chest. "If it's about the divorce," she said evenly, "you should take it up with Vincent, not me. If he's willing to meet me at the courthouse, we could wrap this up in ten minutes."

She bent in carefully, fastened her seatbelt, and stayed quiet throughout the ride back to Stewart Manor, not asking James any questions.

Soon enough, the car pulled up at the familiar entrance of Stewart Manor.

Getting out and looking at the imposing gates, Scarlett felt an unexpected sense of distance.

There was a time she had come and gone from this place regularly, doing her best to win the Stewart family's approval.

Looking back now, it all seemed so foolish.

Trying to earn the affection of such a cold household—she had genuinely believed sincerity alone could open doors here.

As she walked through the gates, staff inside noticed her and exchanged odd looks.

A few whispers trailed her as she passed. "With him about to marry someone else, she still shows up here... doesn't she have any pride?"

"Honestly, back when she was trying to marry into the family, she was always trying to impress Mr. Stewart. With their status, I still don't get how she ever fit in."

"If I were her, I'd be too embarrassed to ever come back. Look at her now, hobbling around on that crutch."

The words needled her, but she didn't let it show. Head held steady, she made her way straight toward the main hall.