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Scarlett could sense Nathan\u2019s lingering anger over Vincent\u2019s unexpected appearance that evening. Speaking softly, she reassured him, \u201cNathan, I\u2019ll call him when I go upstairs. I\u2019ll have a proper talk with him about the divorce.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Only then did Nathan give a low \u201cHmm\u201d and say, \u201cGo on upstairs, then.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett glanced at Nathan, then at Violet. \u201cGood night, Nathan, Violet.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
With that, she made her way upstairs.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Nathan\u2019s urgency about the divorce had momentarily overshadowed Damian\u2019s whispered words in her ear. For a moment, she completely forgot about the so-called \u201csurprise\u201d he had mentioned.\u00a0<\/p>\n
When she pushed open her bedroom door, Scarlett instinctively reached for the light switch. The scene that greeted her made her gasp softly, her hand flying to her mouth.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Worried that Nathan or others might notice, she quickly closed the door behind her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her usually clean, cozy bedroom was now carpeted with deep red rose petals. A huge bouquet of champagne-colored roses lay in the center of her large bed, and beside them sat an elaborately wrapped, oversized gift box.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett walked slowly toward the bed, her steps rustling softly against the rose petals. Her eyes fell on a birthday card placed carefully atop the duvet.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHappy Birthday to my baby.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The words, written with bold, unrestrained strokes, perfectly reflected Damian\u2019s personality- wild and flamboyant.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Inside the large box were numerous individually wrapped gifts. As she picked each one up, realized they corresponded to different birthdays she had celebrated without him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Age 1: A lollipop.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Age 2: A picture book.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Age 3: An exquisite hair clip.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Age 4: A toy puzzle set.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The years slipped by, bringing with them a string of thoughtful, age-appropriate gifts that marked each chapter of her growth.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Age 18: A pair of flawlessly crafted crystal high heels, clearly expensive and elegant.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Age 22: A delicate pearl bracelet.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Age 26: A striking red strapless gown.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Age 27: A card bearing Damian\u2019s cursive script. \u201cWrite the words \u2018I Do\u2019 to unlock a new birthday gift.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett knew there was a trick hidden here and naturally refrained from writing \u201cI Do\u201d. Given Damian\u2019s methods, he had definitely set a trap for her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But looking at the room\u2019s elaborate decoration, she could tell he had invested considerable time and effort into this\u00a0<\/p>\n
gesture.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She had been home all day. Presumably, he had entered her room after they left for the restaurant-decorating here before rushing to the restaurant and pretending to run into them.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Although she didn\u2019t fully understand his true intentions, Scarlett had to admit-Damian knew how to make a woman feel special.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But how much of his kindness was genuine?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett sat down on the edge of the bed. She reached out and gently touched the velvety rose petals, her thoughts drifting unexpectedly to Vincent.\u00a0<\/p>\n
In five years of marriage, Vincent had never once given her a birthday gift.\u00a0<\/p>\n
This was also the first time Scarlett had experienced such thoughtful attention.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Even if Damian had ulterior motives, his actions had genuinely made her feel a flicker of warmth.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Just then, her phone rang.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Thinking it might be Vincent, Scarlett answered immediately, but the voice that came through was Damian\u2019s low, muffled laughter. \u201cBaby, do you like the surprise I sent you?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
After a few seconds of silence, just as Scarlett was about to respond, Damian spoke first, \u201cLook outside the window.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Curious, she clutched her phone and moved toward the window.\u00a0<\/p>\n
His voice came again, soft but clear. \u201cLook down.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett did. Parked by the roadside under the sycamore tree was a pure black car. Under the\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Damian leaned casually against the car door, his black trench coat open, the night breeze gently ruffling his hair. His handsome face wore a deep, knowing smile.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He held his phone to his ear with his left hand, while his right hand rose and waved deliberately in the direction of Scarlett\u2019s window.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Through the receiver, she could hear the soft whish of the breeze, mingling with his voice- rich and pleasant, like a cello\u2019s melody. \u201cDo you like the gifts I gave you?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Damian\u2019s gaze accurately locked onto Scarlett\u2019s. He stood under the night sky, his figure tall and striking.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He was undeniably handsome, like a figure who had stepped straight out of a painting.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett had to admit-those gifts had stirred something in her heart.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But she wasn\u2019t a naive young girl anymore. She knew Damian must have his own agenda.\u00a0<\/p>\n
So, she deliberately replied coldly, \u201cDamian, you really don\u2019t need to do this. I\u2019m a person of no particular value.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She didn\u2019t come from a prominent family. Even if he was approaching her because of Vincent, she held no real weight in Vincent\u2019s eyes.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Having said that, she ended the call.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Downstairs, Damian didn\u2019t leave. Instead, he leaned over and lit a box of fireworks. As the sparks shot into the sky and burst into brilliant blooms, Scarlett thought she saw him turn his head and smile up at her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
At the same moment, her phone screen lit up with a new message from Damian.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI will always be like this.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The fireworks quickly faded, and Scarlett drew her curtains closed.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She didn\u2019t reply to Damian\u2019s message. Instead, she picked up her phone again and called Vincent.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The call connected quickly, but the voice that answered was Vanessa\u2019s. \u201cMom?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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