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Though frustrated, Scarlett could only agree. \u201cFine, I\u2019ll wait.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n
She didn\u2019t want to drag this out any longer. The only one growing weary from the delay was herself.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The group accompanying Vincent clearly didn\u2019t recognize Scarlett. They watched her with undisguised curiosity and judgment.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She ignored their unfriendly gazes.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent took the CEO\u2019s private elevator upstairs, and Scarlett resumed her seat in the lobby.\u00a0<\/p>\n
After nearly two hours of waiting, the receptionist hadn\u2019t even offered her a glass of water. But it didn\u2019t matter-she was only here to discuss the divorce.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Just as she was growing tired from sitting, her phone buzzed with a text from Vincent. \u201cI\u2019ll pick you up at the hospital tomorrow. Whatever it is, we can talk tomorrow evening. I\u2019ve already left the company. It\u2019s Sunday today; Vanessa is waiting for me to take her out.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Reading the message, Scarlett felt a surge of anger so intense she nearly wanted to slap him through the screen.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But things had come to this point, and she had no choice but to wait again.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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The next evening, after her shift ended, Scarlett walked out of the hospital and spotted Vincent\u2019s car.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Once she got in, she noticed a bouquet of flowers on the back seat, along with a luxury-brand shopping bag. She didn\u2019t know what was inside, but she didn\u2019t have to guess-these were clearly gifts Vincent had prepared for Sabrina.\u00a0<\/p>\n
After driving out of the congested area, Vincent glanced at Scarlett and said, \u201cThe flowers and gift are belated birthday presents for you. I hope you like them.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Hearing this, Scarlett was momentarily stunned, but she quickly replied coldly, \u201cVincent, I don\u2019t need these.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her tone was sharp with displeasure. Vincent assumed she was still upset about him forgetting her birthday.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He responded patiently, almost gently, \u201cI\u2019ll remember your birthday from now on.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Scarlett felt it was pointless to argue. She simply asked, \u201cWhere are we going now?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent said, \u201cI\u2019ve already booked a restaurant.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n
Feeling a restaurant wasn\u2019t the right place for their discussion, she suggested, \u201cLet\u2019s go to the Oakland Villa.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Oakland Villa was their marital home. It seemed fitting to end everything where it began.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent was taken aback, frowning slightly. \u201cI don\u2019t think today is your fertile window.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Realizing what he meant, Scarlett\u2019s expression turned icy. \u201cVincent, is a second child the only thing we have to talk about?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent sounded genuinely confused. \u201cHmm?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The car was still moving. Scarlett said firmly, \u201cPull over.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Without further questions, Vincent complied-the first time he had ever listened to her so readily.\u00a0<\/p>\n
And the flowers and gifts in the back seat were also the first things he had ever given her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Once the car stopped, Scarlett turned to face Vincent. Her eyes held only coldness and distance. \u201cI prepared the agreement a long time ago. Is there something you\u2019re unsatisfied with that\u2019s preventing you from signing it?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent still hadn\u2019t seen the agreement and didn\u2019t realize it was a divorce settlement.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He shook his head, his reply brief. \u201cNo.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett felt a surge of frustration so intense it tightened her chest. She took a slow, deep breath, then spoke to Vincent with unusual calm, \u201cVincent, let\u2019s end this here. I won\u2019t stand in the way of you and anyone else, but this marriage in name only should be terminated.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her expression was unreadable-devoid of sadness, joy, or anger, only a profound detachment.\u00a0<\/p>\n
This time, Vincent was certain. Scarlett was talking about divorcing him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She sat quietly in the passenger seat, her gaze steady as she looked at him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent studied her face, still struggling to process what he had heard. \u201cWhat did you say?\u201d he asked, needing confirmation.\u00a0<\/p>\n
They had been married for five years. Throughout that time, she had always been compliant\u2014 a devoted mother to Vanessa, attentive to his parents, never one to make waves.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent had appreciated this version of Scarlett. Her lack of drama had allowed their marriage to continue peacefully for half a decade.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But now, the ever-dutiful and accommodating Scarlett was asking for a divorce.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Even though he had heard her clearly, Vincent needed to hear it again.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett\u2019s gaze remained utterly calm. \u201cVincent, let\u2019s get a divorce,\u201d she repeated.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her tone was as matter-of-fact as if she were commenting on what she had for lunch.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It was a statement that should have shattered worlds, yet she delivered it with unsettling serenity.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent continued to watch her. He couldn\u2019t quite name the emotion stirring inside him, but he heard his own voice, relatively composed, ask her, \u201cIs it because of Damian that you\u2019re asking for a divorce?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
In five years of marriage, he had always known he didn\u2019t love her, but she had consistently shown deep care for him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
For her to let go so calmly now, Vincent was convinced there had to be a reason.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Putting the pieces together, the only person who came to mind was Damian.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett shook her head slowly. Her voice carried the same detached quality as before. \u201cNo. It\u2019s for myself.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent leaned back against his seat, closing his eyes briefly. When he opened them again, he turned to face Scarlett and asked, \u201cWhat about Vanessa? What do we do about her?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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