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Vincent, however, didn’t press the issue.
Scarlett unbuckled her seatbelt and got out of the car.
She didn’t wait for him, heading straight for the hospital entrance on her own.
But after just a few steps, Vincent called out behind her, “Scarlett.”
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Scarlett stopped and turned around. When she looked back, she met Vincent’s gaze and asked seriously, “What is it?”
Vincent got out of the car. He was wearing an unbuttoned trench coat that gave him a handsome, somewhat untamed look.
He walked toward her, step by step. The night breeze lifted the edge of his coat, revealing a simple shirt underneath that hinted at his lean frame.
At that moment, Scarlett felt not a single romantic flutter.
When Vincent drew closer, he leaned in slightly, looking at her intently. He suddenly asked, his tone serious and searching, “Is there any chance we could go back to the way things were?”
His words left Scarlett momentarily stunned.
She stood frozen, it taking her a long moment to process the question.
She didn’t understand what he meant, nor what he was trying to accomplish by asking.
Since she couldn’t decipher it, she chose not to answer directly.
She simply said, “Shouldn’t we go in and see Vanessa?”
Vincent seemed startled himself, as if surprised by his own question.
After a pause, he replied, “Right. Let’s go in together.”
The whole way, Scarlett felt uneasy, her mind racing to figure out Vincent’s angle.
What was he really thinking when he said that?
But try as she might, she couldn’t grasp his intention.
When they reached the hospital, Vincent led the way, with Scarlett following silently behind.
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Soon, they arrived at the floor where Vanessa was staying.
Even before entering the room, they could hear Vanessa’s faint crying.
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Sabrina’s voice was also audible, soothing, “Vanessa, Daddy went to get Mommy. I’m here with you. Let’s try to calm down, okay?”
Vanessa gave a small nod, but tears continued to roll down her cheeks.
Outside the door, just as Sabrina finished speaking, Vincent pushed it open and walked in.
Inside the room, Vincent saw Sabrina holding Vanessa, one hand supporting her bottom, the other around her back.
Sabrina herself looked pale with fatigue.
Without hesitation, Vincent walked forward. “Sabrina, let me take her.”
When Sabrina saw that Vincent had returned—and that Scarlett was standing in the doorway- that familiar, prickling unease returned.
But she didn’t make a scene. Instead, she obediently handed Vanessa over to Vincent.
As Vincent took the child, he gently nuzzled his cheek against hers.
Feeling that her skin was no longer burning with fever, he felt a wave of relief.
Vanessa, resting her head on his shoulder, called out in a hoarse little voice, “Daddy.”
A warm feeling spread through Vincent’s chest. He patted her back softly and murmured, “Daddy’s here. I’m right here.”
Vanessa, dazed from the fever, still noticed Scarlett standing in the room.
Even though she saw her, Vanessa didn’t say a word.
Vincent noticed the omission. He looked down at his daughter. “Mommy is here too, Aren’t you going to say hello?”
Vanessa glanced at Scarlett for a brief moment, then looked away,
She buried her face deeper into Vincent’s shoulder and mumbled, “Daddy, I want Sabrina.”
Vincent adjusted his hold on her. He leaned down, his voice soft. “But when you were sick before, you always wanted Mommy.”
Hearing this, Vanessa began to sob quietly.
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Weakened by the fever, she didn’t have the energy for a tantrum. Her quiet crying was her only form of protest.
Seeing his daughter like this, Vincent let out a helpless sigh.
Scarlett stood off to the side. She made no move to step forward, nor did she seem particularly concerned about Vanessa.
Kids got fevers; it was normal. Once the flu passed, she’d be fine.
Knowing Vanessa’s condition wasn’t serious, Scarlett felt no urge to intervene.
Vincent glanced over at Scarlett. She stood there as if she were a detached observer.
After a moment’s thought, Vincent walked toward her, still holding Vanessa.
“Here,” he said to her. “Hold her for a bit.”
Vanessa seemed to sense what was happening. Suddenly, she found a burst of strength and began to struggle in Vincent’s arms. “No!” she protested, her voice gaining volume. “Don’t want mean mommy! I want Sabrina! I want Sabrina to hold me!”
As she shouted, she began to kick and flail against Vincent’s chest.
Vincent frowned, his eyes darkening with a flash of anger he was trying to suppress.
But seeing Vanessa’s pale, sickly face, he swallowed back any sharp words.
Seeing Vanessa’s violent reaction, Sabrina stepped forward quickly, holding out her arms. “Vincent, please, let me take her.”
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