No Second Baby No You Only Divorce (Scarlett and Vincent) novel Chapter 897

Damian stood frozen, terrified to move, begging in a desperate tone, "Put the gun down!"

Scarlett replied stubbornly, "No."

Panicking, Damian had never felt this helpless, shouting with bloodshot eyes, "I said drop the gun!"

If the weapon discharged, she'd literally lose her life.

Scarlett understood his panic, yet had no choice but to push through.

Looking into Damian's sorrow-filled eyes, despite her aching heart, she insisted, "If you don't let me go, I'll leave my corpse right here."

With that, her index finger rested lightly on the trigger.

Not just Damian—even Vincent watching behind them panicked, "Scarlett, if you die here, I'll make everyone you care about go down with you!"

He threw out the threat without holding back.

Hearing his threat, her finger trembled ever so slightly.

Even so, she slowly applied pressure onto the trigger.

Right now, it was a test of who would crack first.

She wasn't stupid enough to actually kill herself.

Yet Damian loved her more than his own life.

So as she slowly pressed the trigger, Damian's heart felt shredded to pieces.

After a agonizing struggle, he turned his face away, yielding helplessly, "Fine... go, just go."

Hearing Damian grant his consent, Scarlett slowly lowered the handgun.

Turning around without hesitation, she walked up to Vincent.

Exchanging a brief look, Scarlett murmured, "Let's go home."

Vincent holstered his piece, staring at her flushed cheeks with deep discomfort, though forcing his jealousy down.

When he spoke, his voice sounded raspy, asking, "You made everything clear to him?"

Scarlett looked at Vincent, squinting slightly before letting out a cold, bitter chuckle, "Crystal clear."

Vincent stared into her eyes, offering no further words.

Scarlett asked in confusion, "What else do you want?"

Vincent stayed silent, and after a long beat, blurted out, "Kiss me."

Thinking she misheard, Scarlett asked, "What?"

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