No Second Baby No You Only Divorce (Scarlett and Vincent) novel Chapter 860

At that, Clara jumped for joy. "Yay, Damian's the best! I love Auntie and Damian the most!"

With that, she went back to picking strawberries.

Scarlett turned to glance at Damian. His eyes were fixed on Clara, soft and full of affection.

Feeling her gaze, Damian didn't look at her. He kept watching Clara, but his words were meant for Scarlett. "If you keep staring at me, Clara will see. Then she'll get jealous again."

Scarlett curved her lips, covering her mouth lightly. "She's too busy picking strawberries. She probably won't notice us."

Damian drew out his tone. "Oh, really?"

"That's right," she replied.

The second her words fell, Damian turned swiftly and pressed a quick kiss on her cheek.

It happened so fast Scarlett barely registered it before he was already looking back at Clara.

She lowered her head, smiling shyly.

Damian stole a glance at her. Seeing her smile, he smiled too.

This was how he liked it.

She was his woman. He loved her, and she loved him back.

If he could, he'd stay like this forever.

If that meant paying a price, he'd give up his status, his wealth, his power—anything.

All Damian ever wanted was simple happiness for the two of them.

Clara filled two baskets with strawberries and ate quite a few as well.

After weighing the fruit and settling the bill, Damian drove her back to Theron Manor.

They stayed for a short while before he headed off again, taking Scarlett to campus.

It was half past two in the afternoon when they arrived.

Damian was reluctant to part with her and lingered by the car.

A quick check of the clock told them it was almost three o'clock, the time they had agreed on.

Scarlett spoke softly, "I really have to head inside now."

Damian looked at her, unwilling to let her go. "Send me a message once you're finished. I'll come pick you up right away."

Scarlett rose to her feet and nodded. "Thank you. I'll keep all of this in mind."

With that, she turned and walked out.

Stepping through the school gate, she glanced around. It took only a few seconds for her to spot Damian's car.

He stood beside it, holding a bouquet of fresh flowers. His overcoat hung open, and the wind tugged at its hem.

When their eyes met, Damian smiled and walked slowly toward her.

He walked against the breeze, his coat and hair tousled by the wind. Yet none of this bothered him.

She knew he had endured far more hardships when she was not around to see.

The thought made her eyes grow warm.

Before he could say a word, Scarlett stepped forward, wrapped her arms around his waist, and said, "I love you."

Those three simple words sent a shiver through Damian.

His hand holding the flowers trembled. He looked down at her, utterly stunned. "You... what did you just say?"