
{"id":27554,"date":"2026-02-05T13:43:53","date_gmt":"2026-02-05T13:43:53","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/the-impossible-condition-novel-chapter-190\/"},"modified":"2026-02-05T13:43:53","modified_gmt":"2026-02-05T13:43:53","slug":"the-impossible-condition-novel-chapter-190","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/the-impossible-condition-novel-chapter-190\/","title":{"rendered":"The Impossible Condition Novel Chapter 190"},"content":{"rendered":"<h1>Silent Dreams Never Die \u2014 Author: John Miller 190<\/h1>\n<p>Chapter 190 Late Night Delivery\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>$2\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>After locking the car, Vincent and Sabrina cach took one of Vanessa\u2019s hands, and the three of them walked together toward the entrance of Ravenshade Villa.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Just as they were about to step inside, Scarlett got out of her car and called out to their retreating figures, \u201cVincent.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>At the sound of her voice, not only did Vincent pause, but Vanessa and Sabrina also froze in surprise.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>None of them had expected Scarlett to appear at Ravenshade Villa so late at night.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Vincent turned to look. He watched as Scarlett approached from the roadside, her expression unreadable-neither sad nor joyful.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Stopping about two or three meters away from him, she said, \u201cVincent, we need to talk.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Vincent thought for a moment, then turned to Vanessa and Sabrina. \u201cYou two go in first. I\u2019ll join you after a few words with her.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Vanessa positioned herself slightly in front of Sabrina, her round eyes fixed intently on Scarlett. For some reason, hearing her mother\u2019s voice had sparked a flicker of happiness in her just moments before.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>But since her mom hadn\u2019t even acknowledged her, that flicker quickly faded, replaced by a sulky disappointment.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>So after Vincent told them to go inside, she let out an annoyed huff and stormed into the house.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Sabrina, seeing this, followed her quietly.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Seeing Vanessa\u2019s reaction, Scarlett understood clearly that her daughter no longer held her in a special place in her heart.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>But perhaps that no longer mattered.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Once Vanessa and Sabrina had disappeared inside, Scarlett used her left hand to offer the divorce agreement to Vincent. \u201cThis is the divorce agreement I prepared. Please take a look. If you find it acceptable, please sign it.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Vincent stared at the file held out under the warm glow of the streetlight, feeling a subtle chill\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>settle in his chest.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Still, he reached out and took it.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>1\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>15:02 Sat, Jan 10\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 190 Late Night Delivery\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Just as he was about to speak, Sabrina\u2019s voice called from inside Ravenshade Villa. \u201cVincent, Vanessa\u2019s stomach hurts again!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Hearing this, Vincent moved urgently toward the entrance.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>But this time, Scarlett stopped him in time. \u201cVincent.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>He paused once more. \u201cI\u2019ve got the agreement. I\u2019ll message you after I\u2019ve reviewed it.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Scarlett didn\u2019t want to wait any longer. She said quickly, \u201cReviewing it shouldn\u2019t take more than a few minutes. If the terms are acceptable, we can proceed to the next step.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Vincent thought for a moment, then opened the\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>agreement.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>After a brief scan, he closed it again and told her, \u201cThe agreement isn\u2019t comprehensive enough. You should wait for the one I\u2019m having prepared. Don\u2019t worry-once it\u2019s done, I\u2019ll contact you immediately to come and sign it.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Scarlett took a deep breath. A heavy, suffocating feeling tightened in her chest.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Getting married had been so simple, but getting a divorce felt like navigating an endless maze of procedures.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She felt deeply weary but knew there was little she could say.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>An uncontested divorce was still the best option. If they ended up in court, the only drag on longer.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>process would\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Vincent tucked the file under his arm and walked toward Ravenshade Villa. After a couple of steps, he stopped again, turned back, and asked, \u201cDo you want to come in?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Scarlett refused flatly. \u201cNo need.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Ravenshade Villa was no longer her home. Why would she step inside?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>With that, she turned and left.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Vincent watched her retreating figure, vaguely sensing something off about her right arm, though he couldn\u2019t pinpoint what it was.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>*****\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>When she returned to the Theron Manor, the family had already retired for the night.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Scarlett went upstairs quietly and pushed open her bedroom door.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>2\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>15:02 Sat, Jan 10\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 190 Late Night Delivery\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>82\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She didn\u2019t turn on the light right away. After closing the door, she leaned against it and let out a long, weary sigh.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The drawn-out divorce process had been draining her lately.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Even though Vincent had agreed to the divorce, progress was painfully slow.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>They hadn\u2019t even finalized the divorce agreement yet.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>But no matter how impatient she felt, she couldn\u2019t force the pace.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>After steadying her emotions, she reached for the light switch, but her hand brushed against something warm.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Startled, she instinctively stepped back.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>But in the next moment, a pair of strong arms pulled her back, pressing her firmly against the door.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The familiar scent of cigarettes filled her senses. She struggled and hissed, \u201cDamian, let me go.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>He leaned in closer, his breath warm against her face like glowing embers.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She turned her face away, and his exhale brushed against her neck.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Damian didn\u2019t speak. His hand moved to grip her arm, but the moment he made contact, she let out a sharp, pained gasp. \u201cSss\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Hearing her pain, he released her instantly.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>He flipped on the light, took her arm gently to examine it, and asked with concern, \u201cWhat\u2019s wrong?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Scarlett tried to pull her arm back, her expression cold. \u201cI\u2019m fine.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Not wanting to hurt her further, Damian let go when he saw her resistance.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Before he could ask anything else, Scarlett\u2019s phone rang.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She retrieved it with her left hand. Damian noticed how carefully she was protecting her right arm-and he also saw the caller ID on her screen-Vincent.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>1.1K\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u76ee 4\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>3\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>15:02 Sat, Jan 10\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>82\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Awakened Housewife Ignore Betrayer\u2019s Begs\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Editorial Board: Our editorial team works behind the scenes to refine each chapter, maintain consistency, and deliver the best reading experience.<\/p>\n<h3>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Silent Dreams Never Die \u2014 Author: John Miller 190 Chapter 190 Late Night Delivery\u00a0 $2\u00a0 Finished\u00a0 After locking the car, [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"site-sidebar-layout":"default","site-content-layout":"","ast-site-content-layout":"default","site-content-style":"default","site-sidebar-style":"default","ast-global-header-display":"","ast-banner-title-visibility":"","ast-main-header-display":"","ast-hfb-above-header-display":"","ast-hfb-below-header-display":"","ast-hfb-mobile-header-display":"","site-post-title":"","ast-breadcrumbs-content":"","ast-featured-img":"","footer-sml-layout":"","ast-disable-related-posts":"","theme-transparent-header-meta":"","adv-header-id-meta":"","stick-header-meta":"","header-above-stick-meta":"","header-main-stick-meta":"","header-below-stick-meta":"","astra-migrate-meta-layouts":"default","ast-page-background-enabled":"default","ast-page-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"ast-content-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"footnotes":""},"categories":[81],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-27554","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-the-impossible-condition-novel"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/27554","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=27554"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/27554\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=27554"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=27554"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=27554"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}