Chapter 63 Foot Soak\u00a0<\/p>\n
Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n
All these years, Nolan had never forgotten the moment he first laid eyes on Scarlett-that instant, fleeting connection that had quietly taken root in his heart.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Nolan settled into the back seat of the car and called out through the open window, \u201cYou should head back inside now. Get some rest early.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett nodded softly. \u201cAlright, you too.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Nolan\u2019s smile was gentle, infused with a warmth that seemed to radiate from within. \u201cI will.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett remained standing there until the car\u2019s taillights disappeared into the night before she finally turned and began making her slow way back toward the manor entrance.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Just then, a familiar figure approached and gently took her arm.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cViolet?\u201d Scarlett stared at Violet, her eyes wide with surprise.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNathan asked me to come check on you,\u201d Violet explained softly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
A wave of emotion tightened Scarlett\u2019s throat, making her eyes glisten, \u201cThank you both for caring.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNathan wanted me to ask\u2026 what are your true feelings about Nolan?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett froze momentarily before responding, \u201cViolet, I haven\u2019t even finalized the divorce with Vincent yet. I\u2019m really not in the right frame of mind to consider remarriage. Besides, as a divorced woman, who would truly want me? Right now, I just want to focus on my career, work toward a promotion, and maybe consider other aspects of life once the paperwork is settled.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
In this complicated world, everyone was simply trying to navigate their own path. Scarlett never claimed she would never remarry, but if she ever did consider it again, it would only be under circumstances where she maintained her independence-where she could walk away if needed.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Only then would she dare to open her heart to that possibility again.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Marriage had failed to give her the security she sought, but her career\u2014that was something she could control.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Violet didn\u2019t attempt to persuade her otherwise, simply offering a soft, understanding smile. \u201cYou\u2019ve truly matured so much.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett lowered her gaze, her voice barely above a whisper, \u201cIt\u2019s all the disappointments over the years that have finally cleared my vision.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Violet gave her shoulder a comforting pat and said nothing more.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Back in her room, Scarlett called Spencer.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cScarlett, there\u2019s a new assignment for you.\u201d Spencer\u2019s voice came through the line. \u201cYou\u2019ll be heading out to the rural clinic again tomorrow.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett was taken aback. \u201cWhy? So soon?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
THO\u00a0<\/p>\n
C\u00a0<\/p>\n
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4654\u00a0<\/p>\n
Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n
Spencer\u2019s tone was apologetic yet firm. \u201cOrders from the management. There\u2019s nothing I can do about it.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Orders from the management?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett immediately understood the implication and didn\u2019t bother arguing further.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Who else could \u201cmanagement\u201d refer to but Vincent?\u00a0<\/p>\n
She had already completed a rural assignment last month. Under normal circumstances, she wouldn\u2019t be dispatched again so quickly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Yet here she was, being sent away again barely a month later.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wasn\u2019t it perfectly obvious who was pulling the strings?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Knowing resistance was futile, Scarlett simply acquiesced. \u201cUnderstood.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
After ending the call, Scarlett remained seated on the edge of her bed for a long time, lost in thought.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Within the medical field, she was still just a junior doctor at the bottom of the hierarchy.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Even if she pursued a master\u2019s degree or a PhD to expand her options, Vincent could still dictate her fate with a single word.\u00a0<\/p>\n
In this ruthlessly competitive world, power ultimately trumped everything.\u00a0<\/p>\n
*****\u00a0<\/p>\n
Meanwhile, in Spencer\u2019s office\u2026\u00a0<\/p>\n
After hanging up with Scarlett, Spencer looked across his desk at Daniel and reported, \u201cMr. Lennox, I\u2019ve followed your instructions precisely and assigned her to the rural posting.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Daniel finally swung his feet off the desk where they\u2019d been propped. \u201cGood, as long as it\u2019s handled.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He stood up, straightened his jacket, and announced, \u201cAlright, I\u2019m heading out.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Spencer nodded and bowed obsequiously, seeing the influential visitor to the door.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Only after the \u201cbig shot\u201d had departed did Spencer finally allow himself to release a long, relieved sigh.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett remained seated on the edge of her bed, so deeply lost in her thoughts that she barely moved. The sudden ringing of her phone finally broke the heavy silence, startling her back to the present.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She glanced at the screen-it was an incoming call from Vanessa.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Genuine surprise washed over Scarlett.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She had always been the one initiating calls to Vanessa, never daring to hope Vanessa would call her first one day.\u00a0<\/p>\n
2\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Chapter 63 Foot Soak\u00a0<\/p>\n
Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n
Even though she had declared she wouldn\u2019t interfere in Vanessa\u2019s life anymore, she was still Vanessa\u2019s mother. She couldn\u2019t ignore the call.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Once she answered, Vanessa\u2019s small voice came through. \u201cMom, what are you doing?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett kept her tone deliberately cool. \u201cNothing much, just about to go to bed.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
But just then, her bedroom door creaked open from the outside.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett looked over and saw Clara entering, carefully carrying a small basin filled with water.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAuntie, are you on the phone?\u201d Clara asked, her voice hushed. \u201cAm I disturbing you?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Clara was wobbling slightly under the basin\u2019s weight. Worried she might spill it, Scarlett quickly rose to take it from her. \u201cI thought you were already asleep. What brings you to my room so late?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Clara set down a small stool, settled onto it, and then looked up at Scarlett with earnest eyes. \u201cAuntie, Nolan said your foot is swollen. Whenever my feet used to swell, Mom would always soak them for me. It made them feel much better, and the pain would go away. I thought I could do the same for you, so your foot won\u2019t hurt anymore.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Tears welled up instantly in Scarlett\u2019s eyes, her heart overflowing with touched emotion. \u201cYou\u2019re such a thoughtful, sweet child, Clara. You\u2019re always so concerned about me.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
In her hurry to take the basin, Scarlett had left her phone lying on the bed.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Now, completely absorbed in Clara\u2019s heartfelt gesture and overwhelmed by the little girl\u2019s kindness, Scarlett entirely forgot she was still on the call with Vanessa.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Clara bent forward, gently guiding Scarlett\u2019s injured foot into the warm water. \u201cAuntie, is the temperature okay? Not too hot?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett\u2019s vision blurred with unshed tears, her voice thick with emotion. \u201cNo\u2026 it\u2019s perfect.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Clara looked up, a bright grin spreading across her face. \u201cAuntie, why are you crying?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
1.0K\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u3002\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Awakened Housewife: Ignore Betrayer\u2019s Begs<\/p>\n
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