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Before Scarlett could respond to reassure Clara, the door was already pushing open. Clara stepped inside, her small face etched with concern.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett quickly sat up in bed, leaning back against the headboard as she offered Clara a reassuring smile. \u201cWhat\u2019s wrong, sweetheart?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Clara\u2019s brows were knitted together. \u201cAuntie, are you okay? I heard a noise.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Beneath the covers, Damian lay pressed against her, his body radiating heat. Scarlett could feel his hand moving restlessly along her leg, but she didn\u2019t dare react, forced to endure his wandering touch.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cClara, I\u2019m fine,\u201d she said, keeping her voice even. \u201cI just twisted my ankle a little, that\u2019s all.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Clara\u2019s eyes widened with concern. \u201cLet me see!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She began moving toward the bed, but Scarlett stopped her quickly. \u201cClara, remember I\u2019m a doctor. I know how to take care of it. Really, I\u2019m okay.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The little girl hesitated, uncertainty clouding her features. \u201cShould I go tell Dad and Mom then?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett felt sweat dampening her palms. \u201cNo, honey, I just want to sleep now. Let\u2019s not bother them, okay?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Clara thought about this for a long moment before finally nodding. \u201cAlright\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Just as Scarlett began to relax, Damian shifted beneath the covers again.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Clara\u2019s eyes caught the large bulge beside Scarlett. \u201cAuntie,\u201d she asked, curiosity piqued, \u201cwhat\u2019s that big lump next to you?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett reached out and patted the raised portion of the duvet casually. \u201cIt\u2019s just my big stuffed toy.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Clara looked even more intrigued. \u201cWhat kind of toy? It looks as big as a person!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s a special custom-made one,\u201d Scarlett explained smoothly. \u201cI need to hug it to sleep, otherwise I can\u2019t fall asleep properly.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Clara nodded, though she still seemed only half-convinced. \u201cOh\u2026 okay. Well, if you\u2019re really fine, Auntie, I\u2019ll go back to bed now.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett maintained her smile. \u201cGoodnight, Clara. Sleep well.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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After Clara left, closing the door behind her, Scarlett finally let out the breath she\u2019d been holding. She patted her chest lightly, taking several deep breaths to calm her racing heart.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Under the covers, Damian\u2019s hand continued its exploration.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett gave a slight kick. \u201cDamian, what do you think you\u2019re doing?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He emerged from beneath the duvet, looking up at her with that familiar glint in his eyes. \u201cJust admiring the view, baby.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett threw the covers off completely and stood barefoot on the floor, glaring at him angrily. \u201cYou\u2019re unbelievable! Get out of here right now!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Seeing she was genuinely upset, Damian slowly sat up in bed. He moved to the edge and brought his face close to hers. \u201cIf you\u2019re mad, go ahead and hit me then.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
His clothes were disheveled, his posture deliberately provocative as he presented himself to her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Looking at his infuriating expression, Scarlett couldn\u2019t resist the impulse-she slapped his cheek.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Instead of getting angry, Damian\u2019s smile only widened. \u201cYou know what they say-hits show affection, scolding shows love. Since you love me so much, I should treat you even better.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett had always known Damian was a flirt, but she\u2019d never imagined he could be this shameless. For a long moment, she was at a complete loss for words.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Remembering Nolan\u2019s coat still waiting to be cleaned, she changed the subject. \u201cDamian, I need to go wash something. You should leave now.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The smile vanished from his face. \u201cWash what?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett frowned at him. \u201cThat\u2019s none of your business.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She moved toward the sofa to retrieve Nolan\u2019s coat, but as she turned around, Damian was already in front of her, snatching the garment from her hands. \u201cYour hands aren\u2019t meant for washing some other man\u2019s dirty clothes.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
His expression had turned cold as he threw Nolan\u2019s coat onto the floor. Now it was his turn to be angry.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett stared at him, furious and annoyed. \u201cYou!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Before she could finish, Damian looked at her with unusual seriousness. \u201cScarlett,\u201d he declared possessively, \u201cfrom now on, don\u2019t let Nolan touch your waist. You\u2019re mine.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett studied his face, trying to discern whether he was being sincere or just playing games. The confusion must have shown on her face.\u00a0<\/p>\n
After a moment\u2019s hesitation, she told him quietly, \u201cDamian, I\u2019m a woman who\u2019s been married and has a child.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Call it pride or self-preservation, but she didn\u2019t want him entertaining any illusions about her. Even if he wasn\u2019t, she felt she needed to say it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Damian simply shrugged, his expression unchanged. \u201cSo? What does that change?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett tried to avoid his intense gaze. She could never read him properly, never figure out what he was really thinking.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m not some young girl anymore,\u201d she said finally. \u201cDon\u2019t make me the target of your jokes.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Damian had too many women in his life. Scarlett knew her place-how could someone like him possibly be genuinely interested in someone like her?\u00a0<\/p>\n
She bent down to pick up Nolan\u2019s coat and made to move toward the bathroom. But as she passed Damian, his hand shot out and caught her arm. \u201cScarlett,\u201d he said, his voice low and serious, \u201cI\u2019ve never been joking with you when I say things like that.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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