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The entire time, his arm remained locked around her waist. No matter how much she struggled, a little pressure from him was all it took to keep her pinned in place.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Seeing he seemed completely serious, Scarlett yelled urgently, \u201cVincent, snap out of it! Do you realize what you\u2019re doing?\u201d She was trying to shock him back to his senses.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But the more she struggled, the tighter his grip on her waist became.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Only when his shirt was fully open, revealing his muscular, well\u2013defined chest, did he rise and push her down onto the sofa, looming over her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
His hand slid under her blouse, touching her warm, smooth skin.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Unlike his usual rush to the main event, this time there was a clear intention of foreplay.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett crossed her arms protectively over her chest. Tears of humiliation welled in her eyes, but Vincent acted as if he didn\u2019t see her crying, lowering his head to kiss her lips.\u00a0<\/p>\n
At the same time, his other hand closed around the condom\u00a0<\/p>\n
wrapper.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Just as his lips were about to meet hers, Vincent\u2019s phone rang sharply.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The sound was especially jarring in the quiet night.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent\u2019s movements halted. Annoyance flashed in his eyes, but he still sat up, pulling away from Scarlett.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Having his mood interrupted left him feeling inexplicably irritated.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But when he looked down and saw it was Sabrina calling, the annoyance on his face eased slightly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He answered the call. \u201cVincent, you\u2019re not at Ravenshade Villa?\u201d Sabrina\u2019s voice came through, sounding confused.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent replied flatly, \u201cNo, I\u2019m at Stewart Manor.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Sabrina seemed to be crying; her voice was terribly hoarse. She asked tentatively, \u201cCan you come back? There\u2019s something I need to talk to you about.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Hearing her tears, Vincent stood up immediately. Not bothering with his open shirt, he agreed, \u201cOkay, I\u2019ll be right there.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
After ending the call, he started buttoning his shirt while looking at Scarlett.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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She was huddled in the corner of the sofa, arms wrapped tightly around herself.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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She seemed to be crying, her shoulders shaking slightly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Seeing this, a flicker of guilt passed through Vincent. But it quickly faded.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He hadn\u2019t meant to hurt her; he just wanted to prove himself.\u00a0<\/p>\n
What was so wrong about that?\u00a0<\/p>\n
What man could tolerate that kind of insult?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Once he had straightened his clothes, he tucked the condom back into his suit pocket.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He looked down at Scarlett. \u201cSabrina needs me for something. I have to go.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Hearing this, she lifted her face. Her eyes were bloodshot, dense with red veins. She glared at Vincent and demanded sharply, \u201cSo what was the point of bringing me here? What was your real goal?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent explained softly, \u201cThe marriage certificates really are with Grandpa.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett let out a bitter laugh. \u201cAnd so? What are you trying to say? That I should be the one to tell Grandpa? To tell him I\u2019m the one who wants the divorce?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent frowned, confused. \u201cBut aren\u2019t you the one who keeps bringing up divorce?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Hearing this, Scarlett laughed until tears streamed down her face.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Yes, she was the one who brought up divorce.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But why did she bring it up?\u00a0<\/p>\n
He, Vincent, was the one who knew the reason best of all.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Seeing Vincent\u2019s self\u2013righteous attitude, anger surged in her. \u201cVincent, I could also choose not to mention divorce. As long as I don\u2019t say the word, then some people will never have their place legitimized.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Just then, Vincent\u2019s phone rang again. It was still Sabrina, crying as she asked, \u201cVincent, are you almost here?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Hearing her sob, he quickly replied, \u201cAlmost. Don\u2019t cry, I\u2019m here for you.\u201d He spoke into the phone while walking out of the bedroom without a backward glance.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Watching his resolute departing figure, Scarlett let out a bitter, choked laugh.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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From the sound of it, Vincent knew the certificates were with his grandfather, but he had no intention of asking for them back.\u00a0<\/p>\n
If he wasn\u2019t willing to get them, then Scarlett would.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Xavier was asleep now, so she would find another time to be honest with him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
They were getting divorced anyway; they couldn\u2019t hide it from Xavier forever.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Having made up her mind, Scarlett decided to return to Theron Manor first. Someone was waiting for her there.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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When Vincent returned to Ravenshade Villa, Sabrina was sitting alone in the living room. A few crumpled tissues lay on the coffee table, likely from her wiping her tears.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Hearing footsteps at the door, Sabrina turned. Seeing Vincent, she stood up and ran to him, throwing her arms around him tightly. \u201cVincent, you\u2019re finally back.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The impact made Vincent take a slight step back, but he steadied himself.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He gently held her shoulders and asked softly, \u201cWhat\u2019s wrong?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Sabrina sobbed, \u201cMom said her stomach hurts again. She said she\u2019s afraid she might\u2026\u201d She couldn\u2019t finish the sentence.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent quickly comforted her. \u201cIt\u2019s okay. Medical science is advanced now. The biopsy already confirmed your mother\u2019s tumor is benign. She\u2019ll be fine, don\u2019t worry.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
But Sabrina kept crying. \u201cBut she keeps talking about unfinished wishes, and we had a fight\u2026\u00a0<\/p>\n
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