
{"id":27571,"date":"2026-02-05T13:44:25","date_gmt":"2026-02-05T13:44:25","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/the-impossible-condition-novel-chapter-207\/"},"modified":"2026-02-05T13:44:25","modified_gmt":"2026-02-05T13:44:25","slug":"the-impossible-condition-novel-chapter-207","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/the-impossible-condition-novel-chapter-207\/","title":{"rendered":"The Impossible Condition Novel Chapter 207"},"content":{"rendered":"<h1>Silent Dreams Never Die \u2014 Author: John Miller 207<\/h1>\n<p>\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 207 Park Encounters\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>:\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cClara, smile! Open your arms wide. Yes, that\u2019s perfect! You look absolutely beautiful!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cAuntie, take another one!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cOh Clara, you\u2019re such a natural in front of the camera! So adorable! I could watch you all day\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The carousel kept turning, and Scarlett held up her phone, continuously capturing moments.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Watching this scene, Vanessa suddenly felt a pang of sadness. \u201cDaddy, I don\u2019t want to ride anymore,\u201d she said, her voice tinged with annoyance.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Vincent noticed Vanessa\u2019s shift in mood, concerned she might be feeling unwell again. \u201cWhat\u2019s wrong, sweetheart?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Vanessa buried her face in his shoulder, her voice muffled. \u201cLet\u2019s go find Sabrina.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Vincent held her with one arm while gently stroking her hair with his other hand. \u201cSabrina\u2019s busy with her doctoral research lately; she doesn\u2019t have much free time. We shouldn\u2019t disturb her.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>This made Vanessa even more upset. \u201cBut then there\u2019s no one to play with me.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Scarlett was with Clara, and Sabrina was occupied with her studies.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>What about her?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Who was left to play with her?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Her words tugged at Vincent\u2019s heartstrings. He rested his chin on top of her head. \u201cDaddy\u2019s here. I\u2019ll stay with you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cFine then,\u201d Vanessa replied without further argument, though her tone clearly indicated reluctance.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Vincent knew she wasn\u2019t happy, but he didn\u2019t realize her discontent stemmed from longing for her mother\u2019s attention. A child\u2019s emotions can be complex, sometimes even confusing to themselves.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Vanessa leaned against Vincent\u2019s chest. Turning slightly, she could still see Scarlett taking photos of Clara. They were having such a wonderful time, laughing together, completely unaware of her and Vincent standing behind them.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>But her mom wasn\u2019t willing to share that happiness with her.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>1\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>15:07 Sat, Jan 10\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 207 Park Encounters\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Vanessa didn\u2019t want to watch any longer. \u201cDaddy, let\u2019s go play something else,\u201d she said.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>$1\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Eager to lift her spirits, Vincent agreed immediately. Still concerned, he added gently, \u201cJust for a little while, okay? Your injury hasn\u2019t fully healed yet.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Vanessa nodded. \u201cI know. I\u2019ll be careful.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Vincent took her on the mini-train and the swings. She seemed to enjoy herself, yet a strange, unsettled feeling lingered within her. She couldn\u2019t quite identify what that discomfort meant.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>After a few rides, Vanessa began to lose interest.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Back at the carousel, as it gradually slowed to a stop, Scarlett helped Clara\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Just as she straightened up, she heard a cheerful boy\u2019s voice call out, \u201cMiss!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>step down.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Scarlett turned toward the sound and saw the little boy she\u2019d met at the gala the previous night. Today he was wearing athletic wear and a black baseball cap.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She remembered him clearly, even recalling his father calling him Eric.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Recognizing him, Scarlett smiled warmly. \u201cOh, it\u2019s you, Eric.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The boy told her earnestly, \u201cMiss, my full name is Eric Wilson.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Scarlett\u2019s smile widened. \u201cI remember your name now.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>When Clara turned around, Eric spotted her. \u201cClara? Is that you?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cEric, what are you doing here?\u201d Clara asked as she stepped out of the carousel area.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Instead of answering, Eric turned his head, scanning the surroundings, and called out loudly, \u201cMr. Langley!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Mr. Langley?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Damian?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Scarlett looked around but didn\u2019t see him at first. Then, gazing further ahead, she spotted Damian walking toward them, hands in his pockets, radiating his characteristic casual confidence. He had a lollipop in his mouth, making one cheek bulge slightly.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>As he approached, he didn\u2019t even glance at Scarlett, looking down at Eric instead. \u201cWhat\u2019s up, kid?\u201d he asked.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Eric stood beside him, linking his small finger with Damian\u2019s. Before the boy could speak, Clara chimed in, \u201cIt\u2019s you! How do you know Eric?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>2\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>15:07 Sat, Jan 10\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 207 Park Encounters\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>AB\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>81\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Damian looked at Clara and gave her a gentle smile. \u201cI\u2019m good friends with Eric\u2019s dad.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Clara understood immediately. She stepped forward, took Eric\u2019s hand, and announced, \u201cPerfect! Then let\u2019s all play together!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Before Eric could protest, Clara was already pulling him toward the next attraction. They were classmates with Vanessa at kindergarten, so they all knew each other well.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>As the two children ran ahead, Scarlett called out worriedly, \u201cClara, slow down! Watch your step!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Clara shouted back an acknowledgment while pulling Eric onto a bouncy castle. The two of them started jumping, their laughter filling the air.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Scarlett turned to look at Damian. He had averted his face, offering only his profile to her.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Even so, Scarlett spoke up, \u201cAbout last night\u2026 Claire told me what happened. Regardless of everything, thank you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Damian didn\u2019t respond, didn\u2019t look at her, but he didn\u2019t walk away either. He just stood there beside Scarlett, his face turned\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>away.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u2729\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>1.1K\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>3\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>15:07 Sat, Jan 10\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 207 \u00a0 Chapter 207 Park Encounters\u00a0 :\u00a0 \u201cClara, smile! 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