No Second Baby No You Only Divorce (Scarlett and Vincent) novel Chapter 904

He couldn't put the feeling into words. His body seemed to reject Scarlett.

Another man had slept with her. To him, she was used goods now.

Vincent could have any woman he wanted. Why should he sleep with one another man had already had?

Those complicated thoughts began to stir faintly within him.

Though he said nothing, Scarlett could still sense that something was wrong.

After hesitating by the window for a moment, Vincent turned back to Scarlett and said, "It's Sabrina. I'll go downstairs, say a few words to her, and come back."

Seeing this, Scarlett hurriedly asked, "Vincent, do you really have to be this heartless? You acknowledged her as Mrs. Stewart in front of all those people, and now, right before the wedding, you're casting her aside. Is that fair to her?"

Vincent stopped, but after a moment of silence, he said, "All I know is that my decision follows what my heart wants."

Deep down, the person he wanted beside him was Scarlett.

With that, he left the bedroom without hesitation.

Scarlett lay on the bed, staring at the halo cast by the light, utterly stunned.

Before long, Vincent reached the gates of Oakland Villa.

The moment Sabrina saw him emerge, the sorrow in her eyes was instantly overtaken by joy. She rushed forward and instinctively asked, "Vincent, don't you want me anymore?"

Vincent's heart ached at the sight of her tear-streaked face, but he could only answer coldly, "Sabrina, we were never meant for each other."

Sabrina's eyes reddened again. "Why?"

Vincent said, "There's no reason. I'm simply listening to my heart."

On the verge of collapse, Sabrina demanded, "Then what about me? What am I to you?"

Vincent said, "Maybe I loved you once."

With red-rimmed eyes, Sabrina said, "Vincent, do you really think one sentence is enough to get rid of me?"

Vincent said, "I've arranged compensation for you."

At the word compensation, Sabrina laughed scornfully. "Compensation? You think that makes everything okay?"

Vincent's expression darkened. "Then tell me what you want."

Hearing the coldness in his voice, Sabrina asked with a bitter laugh, "What do I want? What can I possibly do?"

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