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Abbott didn\u2019t hesitate before answering Scarlett\u2019s question with straightforward honesty. \u201cMr. Stewart didn\u2019t have any meetings scheduled for this evening. He actually left the office around three this afternoon.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett paused mid-step, her expression shifting almost imperceptibly. \u201cWhat?\u201d she said, the single word laden with sudden understanding.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Abbott immediately began to panic, realizing he had spoken out of turn. \u201cI-\u201d he stammered, his eyes darting away nervously as he avoided her penetrating gaze.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett was slowly connecting the dots in her mind, the pieces falling into place with unsettling clarity. She didn\u2019t make a scene or press Abbott for further details, maintaining her composure despite the turmoil inside. Instead, she replied with remarkable calmness, \u201cI understand. You may go about your business.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Abbott was taken aback by her reaction. She understood? Understood what exactly?\u00a0<\/p>\n
But Scarlett didn\u2019t linger to elaborate. She walked directly to the counter, ordered a plain oatmeal to-go in a steady voice, and waited quietly for her order.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Once she received the warm container of food, she left the shop without another glance in Abbott\u2019s direction, moving with purpose through the automatic doors.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Abbott stood there stunned, watching her retreating back. This wasn\u2019t the reaction he had expected from Scarlett at all. Shouldn\u2019t she have pressed him for more details about Vincent\u2019s whereabouts?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Unable to believe she had let it go so easily, Abbott hurried after her, his own concerns mounting. But by the time he reached the entrance, Scarlett was already walking away under her umbrella, her figure receding into the rainy darkness, becoming smaller with each step.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Watching her solitary silhouette disappear into the rainy night, Abbott felt an unexpected pang of sympathy in his chest.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He had witnessed the entire story of Vincent and Scarlett\u2019s marriage from the very beginning, watching it unfold like a slow-moving tragedy.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Their marriage had always been little more than a carefully maintained facade, a performance for the outside world. Over the years, they had hardly shared a single genuinely warm moment together.\u00a0<\/p>\n
And as for Vincent and Sabrina\u2026\u00a0<\/p>\n
Abbott had no idea whether Scarlett was aware of the full picture, of how deeply entangled the\u00a0<\/p>\n
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two had become.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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He didn\u2019t dare dwell on it further, shaking his head as if to clear his thoughts. Grabbing his own umbrella, he quickly left the scene.\u00a0<\/p>\n
When Scarlett returned to the hospital with the oatmeal, she found Vanessa sitting up in bed, watching videos on Lily\u2019s phone with apparent interest.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Whatever she was watching seemed to amuse her, bringing a faint, genuine smile to her pale face-the first Scarlett had seen all evening.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Lily noticed Scarlett\u2019s return first and immediately alerted Vanessa in a hushed tone. \u201cMiss, Mrs. Stewart is back.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Hearing this, Vanessa quickly locked the phone screen and sat up straighter, composing her features into a more neutral expression. \u201cMom,\u201d she said, her voice still weak.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett\u2019s pajamas were completely drenched by now, not a single dry spot remaining, the fabric clinging heavily to her skin. Yet she had carefully protected the oatmeal container throughout her walk, holding it close to her body to ensure it stayed warm and unspilled.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Handing the container to Lily, she said in an even tone, \u201cLily, could you please help feed Vanessa?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Seeing Scarlett soaked to the bone, her hair plastered to her forehead, Lily felt a wave of sympathy wash over her. Her voice was slightly choked with emotion as she said, \u201cMrs. Stewart, you should go change into dry clothes before you catch a cold yourself.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett merely responded with a quiet \u201cMm,\u201d offering no further explanation about her drenched state.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vanessa noticed Scarlett\u2019s wet clothes too. She wanted to ask about it, to express concern, but then she remembered how Scarlett had failed to pick her up from school that afternoon, the hurt still fresh in her mind. So she bit back her words and remained silent, looking down at her hands instead.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Knowing she kept spare clothes in her car for emergencies, Scarlett headed back outside into the damp night air.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But once she settled into the driver\u2019s seat, the door closed against the world, a wave of exhaustion washed over her. She leaned back against the headrest, closed her eyes, and replayed Abbott\u2019s words in her mind.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Combined with the fact that Vincent hadn\u2019t brought Vanessa to the hospital himself, hadn\u2019t even been there when their daughter needed him most, the truth wasn\u2019t difficult to deduce- Vincent likely wasn\u2019t even in Rivergate at all.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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If he wasn\u2019t here, then where was he?\u00a0<\/p>\n
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The answer was almost too obvious, falling into place with painful certainty. Wherever Sabrina was, that was where he would be. It was the only explanation that made sense.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But that was only speculation, however logical. Scarlett wanted concrete proof, something undeniable to confirm what her heart already knew.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She picked up her phone with slightly trembling fingers and searched for \u201cRina\u2019s\u201d video account, the one she knew belonged to Sabrina.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Sure enough, a new post had been uploaded just hours earlier.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She clicked on it with a sense of dread. The video showed Vincent carrying an elegant bouquet of flowers, walking into what appeared to be a hospital room. His face wasn\u2019t clearly visible, deliberately angled away from the camera, but Scarlett recognized him instantly by his distinctive attire and familiar\u00a0<\/p>\n
posture.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The caption below the video read, \u201cWhenever I need you, no matter where you are or what\u00a0<\/p>\n
in you you\u2019re doing, you always come. I\u2019m so grateful to have\u00a0<\/p>\n
life.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
my\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett set down her phone carefully and covered her face with her hands, the weight of the confirmation pressing down on her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
What hurt wasn\u2019t merely that Vincent had gone to see Sabrina-that was almost expected by now. What truly wounded her was the timing-while Vanessa was sick, needing both her parents, Vincent had chosen to be with Sabrina instead of his own daughter.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The thought tightened her chest, making it difficult to breathe, as if someone had wrapped a band around her lungs.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But she knew dwelling on it wouldn\u2019t change anything, wouldn\u2019t alter the painful reality of her situation. She straightened up, took a deep breath, and began methodically changing into the dry clothes she kept in the car.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Just as she finished buttoning her fresh blouse, her phone rang-not a messaging app call, but a regular video call. Vincent\u2019s name flashed on the screen.\u00a0<\/p>\n
After a moment\u2019s hesitation, her finger hovering over the answer button, Scarlett finally accepted the call.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent\u2019s face appeared on the screen, looking composed. He asked without preamble, \u201cHow is Vanessa? Is she feeling better?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett replied coolly, her voice carefully neutral, \u201cThe doctor examined her and prescribed medication. She\u2019s much better now, resting comfortably.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Vincent\u2019s tense expression relaxed visibly at the news. He seemed genuinely relieved. \u201cThat\u2019s good to hear,\u201d he said, the concern in his voice sounding authentic.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett responded flatly, \u201cMm,\u201d offering no additional information.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent added after a brief pause, \u201cThank you for taking care of her.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett had no patience for his polite formalities, not after what she had just discovered. \u201cI\u2019m hanging up now,\u201d she said abruptly, her fingers moving toward the disconnect button.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent didn\u2019t ask anything further, simply saying, \u201cOkay.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Just as Scarlett was about to end the call, Vincent began to say something else, \u201cI\u2019ll be back soon -\u201d but Scarlett disconnected before he could finish his sentence, not interested in whatever explanation or promise he might offer.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She sat in the car for a few more minutes. Then, squaring her shoulders, she headed back inside the hospital, preparing to resume her role as the concerned mother.\u00a0<\/p>\n
When she returned to the hospital room, Vanessa had already finished her oatmeal, the container sitting on the bedside table.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Scarlett walked in quietly. Vanessa glanced at her but said nothing, her expression guarded.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Though Vanessa was physically feeling much better, the emotional residue from earlier still lingered between them, leaving her somewhat withdrawn and distant.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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