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Chapter 50 Scorched Wrath\u00a0<\/p>\n
Watching Scarlett stand there so high-and-mighty, so unbudging, Vincent felt a sudden, irrational anger surge up in him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
His voice turned cold and cutting, every last bit of warmth draining from his eyes. \u201cLet me make sure I\u2019ve got this right-you\u2019re saying I should only jump in once the two of you have slept together?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett froze for a split second, then shot back with a cold, sneering grin. \u201cBefore you start pointing the finger at me, maybe you should take a long, hard look in the mirror first.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent\u2019s eyes darkened even more. He\u2019d never seen Scarlett this sharp, this defiant before-but lately, it seemed like this side of her was showing up more and more.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He used to think she was the kind of person who\u2019d silently put up with anything. But now? She was a whole different person-fiery, unyielding, with a spirit that was all her own.\u00a0<\/p>\n
After a tense silence, Vincent finally spoke up, \u201cSo you came back today just to say all this to me?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett didn\u2019t hesitate. \u201cYeah.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Then she added, firm as ever, \u201cAbout Nolan-don\u2019t you think you owe him an explanation?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent\u2019s face gave nothing away. \u201cWhat exactly do you want me to say?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI want you to apologize to him,\u201d Scarlett said plainly. \u201cAnd I want you to stop going after him.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent narrowed his eyes, and a smirk tugged at his lip-but it never reached his cold, hard eyes. There wasn\u2019t a hint of real humor in his expression.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett had no clue what he was thinking. She couldn\u2019t read his mind at all.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent said, \u201cFine!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He let out a cold laugh, then grabbed his phone. Right in front of Scarlett, he dialed a number.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett eyed him warily, a sick feeling coiling in her stomach. She couldn\u2019t tell if he actually meant to apologize-or if he was just messing with her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The call picked up almost right away. Vincent stood up, and the overhead light threw his face in shadow, leaving his expression unreadable.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett had to crane her neck back to look at him, but his features were still hidden.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Then she heard him barking orders to the person on the other end. \u201cMake sure Nolan gets blacklisted from medicine for good. See that he never practices as a doctor again-hell, make it so he can\u2019t get a job anywhere, ever.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett jumped out of her chair, reaching for Vincent\u2019s phone-but he was faster. He shot out a hand, clamping down on her wrist in a vice grip. She fought against him hard, but it was no use; she couldn\u2019t break free.\u00a0<\/p>\n
After ending the call, Vincent abruptly yanked Scarlett into his arms. He loomed over her, his broad frame blocking out the light, engulfing her in his shadow. His hot breath seared her skin as she tried desperately to pull away from his suffocating presence.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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But no matter how hard she fought, his hold was unbreakable.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWell? Are you satisfied now?\u201d Vincent let his scorching breath wash over her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
80%\u00a0<\/p>\n
Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett glared up at him, her eyes blazing. \u201cVincent, you\u2019re despicable.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent merely laughed, a cold, hollow sound. \u201cReally? don\u2019t see it that way at all!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He shrugged with feigned nonchalance, as if he hadn\u2019t care in the world.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Just like that, a brilliant medical career was obliterated with a few casual words from him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
What others spent their entire lives striving for meant nothing to Vincent-it was as insignificant as a weed drifting past on the wind.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett stared at his smug face, her rage boiling over. She raised her free hand and slapped him hard across the cheek.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It was the first time she had ever struck him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
That slap was like pouring gasoline on a fire-Vincent\u2019s anger erupted. Without a word, he seized Scarlett by the throat and slammed her back into the chair. Leaning over her, his voice dropped to a low, dangerous growl. \u201cDo you have any idea what you\u2019ve just done?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett\u2019s face flushed from lack of air, her eyes bloodshot, yet not a single tear fell. She forced out the words, her voice strained. \u201cVincent, I\u2026 regret ever loving you\u2026 It\u2019s just\u2026 pathetic.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her words made Vincent hesitate for a fraction of a second.\u00a0<\/p>\n
His grip loosened slightly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
As air rushed back into her lungs, Scarlett gasped, her complexion slowly returning to normal.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent let go of her and straightened up a little.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He stepped back, but even standing in the full glow of the bright light, he had none of the charm that used to pull Scarlett in.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett coughed twice, her eyes still locked on him with pure hatred. \u201cVincent, you just ruined someone who once cared about you more than he cared about his own life.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
If you\u2019d asked her if she hated him, the answer would\u2019ve been a definite yes.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She hated his indifference, his coldness, his selfishness, is arrogance-all of it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But right now, more than anything else, regret was eating her up inside\u00a0<\/p>\n
Regret for ever falling in love with Vincent. Regret for sacrificing everything for him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent turned away, presenting only his back to her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou think I care about your feelings?\u201d he retorted coldly\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett offered a bitter, broken smile. \u201cI khow you don\u2019t\u00a0<\/p>\n
Yes, he never had. Not from the very beginning.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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The only person he had ever cared about was Sabrina.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett rose from the chair, grabbed her bag, and moved to leave. But thinking of how she had come here to defend-Nolan, only to make his situation infinitely worse, a fresh wave of anguish washed over her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She bit her lip, stared at Vincent\u2019s unyielding back, and asked one final time, \u201cWhat would it take for you to leave Nolan alone?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent didn\u2019t turn around, but his answer was absolute. \u201cMy word is final. The order has been given. I do not revoke my commands.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Send Gifts\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Awakened Housewife: Ignore Betrayer\u2019s Begs\u00a0<\/p>\n
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