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Scarlett knew all too well that even if she collapsed right in front of him, he probably wouldn\u2019t bat an eye. In fact, he might even think she was putting on some kind of performance.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She had initially refused to iron his shirt, yet she had ended up offering to help anyway. Not only had she failed to be useful, but she had also managed to burn herself in the process. He probably thought she was just seeking his attention.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett never expected him to care about her-not even a little.\u00a0<\/p>\n
When Vincent asked if she was okay, Scarlett replied in an even tone, \u201cI\u2019m fine.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
And she truly was fine. It was just a minor burn from the hot iron. She gritted her teeth and endured the sting, which soon faded away.\u00a0<\/p>\n
After Scarlett said she was fine, Vincent didn\u2019t press further.\u00a0<\/p>\n
With a few efficient movements, Scarlett finished ironing the shirt and turned off the iron.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She laid the shirt down neatly and said to Vincent, \u201cIt\u2019s done.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Without waiting for a reply, she turned and walked straight out of the bedroom, wanting nothing more than to put distance between them.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent removed his bathrobe and put on the freshly ironed shirt. Just as Scarlett reached the door, he called out, \u201cYou should stay here at Ravenshade Villa for the next few days.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett stopped in her tracks. Without a second thought, she refused flatly, \u201cThat won\u2019t be necessary. I have my own place.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Unaware that Sabrina wasn\u2019t currently staying at Ravenshade Villa, her words carried an unintended sharpness, born from years of feeling like an outsider in what was supposed to be her home.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent noticed the edge in her tone but chose not to argue. Instead, he took a different approach.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He looked at her retreating figure and said, \u201cRavenshade Villa is your home too.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett let out a short, bitter laugh. \u201cIs it, really?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Was Ravenshade Villa truly her home? The question echoed painfully in her mind.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Perhaps it had been once, but not anymore.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Ever since Sabrina had moved in, Scarlett no longer felt like the lady of the house. Every corner of the villa seemed to remind her of her displaced status.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent didn\u2019t respond to her bitter retort. Instead, he simply stated, \u201cVanessa needs you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett instinctively refused again. \u201cVincent, I have my own work commitments. I can\u2019t spend every waking moment looking after Vanessa.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent looked directly at her and said, \u201cI have work too. If you don\u2019t take care of Vanessa, who will?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett felt her temper flare. She spun around and glared at Vincent. \u201cThen let Sabrina-\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She had been about to say, \u201cLet Sabrina do it,\u201d but Vincent cut her off before she could finish. \u201cSabrina has gone to visit her family. She won\u2019t be back for some time.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Hearing this, Scarlett fell silent. The pieces suddenly clicked into place.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Now everything made sense-why Vincent had called her to take Vanessa to school that morning, why he had asked her to iron his shirt, why he wanted her to stay at Ravenshade Villa.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It was all clear now.\u00a0<\/p>\n
With Sabrina away, they needed her. That was the only reason he wanted her back.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett found it both laughable and heartbreaking. She didn\u2019t have the energy to argue with Vincent anymore, nor did she want to say another word. She simply turned and went downstairs alone, the weight of his words settling heavily on her shoulders.\u00a0<\/p>\n
That afternoon, around five o\u2019clock, Scarlett was at work but couldn\u2019t focus at all.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent\u2019s words from that morning kept echoing in her mind. \u201cIf you don\u2019t take care of Vanessa, who will?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
School would be out soon. If no one picked Vanessa up, she would be heartbroken, wouldn\u2019t she? The image of Vanessa waiting alone filled her with dread.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The thought gnawed at her. Eventually, Scarlett asked Spencer for permission to leave early and drove straight to the kindergarten.\u00a0<\/p>\n
When she arrived, most of the children had already been picked up. Only a few remained, waiting for their parents. Vanessa was among them, looking small and forlorn.\u00a0<\/p>\n
When Vanessa saw Scarlett, her eyes welled up with tears.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cMommy, I thought you forgot about me. I thought no one was coming.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Vanessa clung to Scarlett\u2019s leg, sobbing uncontrollably, her small shoulders shaking with emotion.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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There she was, a little girl with her backpack still on, crying as if her world had ended.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett had carried Vanessa for nine months and had nearly died giving birth to her. How could she not love her? The sight of Vanessa in tears tore at her heart.\u00a0<\/p>\n
At that moment, Scarlett\u2019s heart ached with a sharp, twisting pain that took her breath away.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She bent down, scooped Vanessa into her arms, comforted her gently, and carried her to the car, whispering reassurances all the way home.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Back at Ravenshade Villa, Scarlett cooked dinner for Vanessa herself, wanting to provide some comfort through a home-cooked meal.\u00a0<\/p>\n
By the time the meal was ready, it was already eight o\u2019clock. Just as they were about to eat, Vincent returned home.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Lily, who was setting the table, looked up in surprise when she saw Vincent. A warm smile spread across her face. \u201cYou\u2019re back, Mr. Stewart. I\u2019ll serve your dinner right away.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
It had been so long since Vincent and Scarlett had shared a meal together.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Tonight felt different, and Lily couldn\u2019t hide her delight at the semblance of normalcy.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vanessa spotted Vincent and greeted him sweetly, \u201cDaddy!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent acknowledged her with a nod, then let his gaze drift over the table laden with food before finally settling on Scarlett.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Both Lily and Vanessa had greeted him, but Scarlett hadn\u2019t uttered a word. Her demeanor was as cold as ice, a stark contrast to the warmth of the meal she had prepared.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He remembered vividly how, two years earlier, he had returned unexpectedly to Ravenshade Villa. Back then, Scarlett and Vanessa had been eating dinner together.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The moment she saw him, Scarlett had rushed around-adding extra dishes to the table, eagerly sharing little stories about Vanessa\u2026 The memory stood in sharp contrast to the silent woman who now refused to even meet his eyes.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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