
{"id":27583,"date":"2026-02-05T13:44:48","date_gmt":"2026-02-05T13:44:48","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/the-impossible-condition-novel-chapter-219\/"},"modified":"2026-02-05T13:44:48","modified_gmt":"2026-02-05T13:44:48","slug":"the-impossible-condition-novel-chapter-219","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/the-impossible-condition-novel-chapter-219\/","title":{"rendered":"The Impossible Condition Novel Chapter 219"},"content":{"rendered":"<h1>Silent Dreams Never Die \u2014 Author: John Miller    219<\/h1>\n<p>Chapter 219 Silent Goodbyes\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Scarlett glanced subtly at Vanessa. Seeing she wasn\u2019t resisting, Scarlett agreed softly, \u201cAlright.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Surprisingly, Vanessa didn\u2019t make a fuss either, though she didn\u2019t seem particularly enthusiastic.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Hearing Scarlett agree, Clara suppressed her usual impatience with Vanessa. She looked back and asked curiously, \u201cVanessa, have you finished your autumn painting assignment yet?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>At school, Clara had never been particularly fond of Vanessa, and after seeing how Vanessa treated Scarlett, she liked her even less. But since Vanessa was Scarlett\u2019s daughter, she could try to be civil.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Vanessa, still clutching the maple leaves, looked at Clara\u2019s easel and frowned. \u201cThe teacher gave us homework?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Clara\u2019s brow furrowed as well. \u201cDidn\u2019t anyone tell you?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Vanessa shook her head. \u201cI didn\u2019t know about it.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Clara held back the urge to lecture her and explained patiently, \u201cThe teachers post weekend assignments in the parents\u2018 group chat. Parents are supposed to tell their kids. Didn\u2019t anyone inform you?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Vanessa pressed her lips together tightly, refusing to answer.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Seeing her silence, Clara continued, \u201cMy mom told me. She had to work today, so Auntie is helping me with my\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>homework.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Sitting nearby, Scarlett felt a sharp pang in her heart as she listened to their exchange. She knew exactly why Vanessa was unaware\u2013Sabrina and Vincent had neglected to check the messages.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Looking at Vanessa, Scarlett felt both distressed and helpless, unsure what she could possibly\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>say.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Clara pulled several sheets of paper from her easel and offered them to Vanessa. \u201cHere, you can have some of my paper. We can paint together. Auntie can teach us both.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Vanessa looked down at the offered paper but refused to take it. After a few seconds, she pushed them back. \u201cNo, thank you. Sabrina will help me paint later.\u201d With that, she turned and walked\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>away.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Watching her lonely retreating figure, Scarlett instinctively started to call out, \u201cVan-\u201d But the name caught in her throat, and no sound came out.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>1\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>19:54 Wed, Jan 14\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 219 Silent Goodbyes\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>68\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>As Vanessa walked further away and Scarlett made no move to follow, Lily grew increasingly anxious. She called out loudly, \u201cVanessa, wait for me!\u201d Lily, who had just settled down, had to scramble to her feet and hurry after her.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>After a few steps, she turned back to look at Scarlett. \u201cMrs. Stewart, perhaps you should go comfort her? You are her mother, after all.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Scarlett didn\u2019t look at Lily, instead carefully placing the papers Clara had pulled out back onto the easel. But she replied calmly, \u201cLily, you go comfort her. I need to stay with Clara for her painting. I can\u2019t leave her now.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Lily sighed helplessly and shook her head. \u201cVery well then.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>After catching up with Vanessa, Lily took her hand and coaxed gently, \u201cVanessa, your mother does care about you. You are her child.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Vanessa didn\u2019t respond, just continued walking, tears streaming silently down her face. She knew her mother hadn\u2019t followed. She knew her mother really wasn\u2019t going to bother with her anymore. She thought she didn\u2019t like her mom, so why did she feel like crying?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Once in the car, Vanessa cried and demanded to call Vincent.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Vincent answered quickly, his voice gentle. \u201cVanessa, what\u2019s wrong?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Vanessa sobbed, \u201cDaddy, the teacher gave us homework. Why didn\u2019t you or Sabrina tell me?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Vincent explained, \u201cDon\u2019t cry, sweetheart. I have been very busy and didn\u2019t check the kindergarten messages. I\u2019m sorry, okay?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Vanessa cried even harder. \u201cWhat about Sabrina? Why didn\u2019t she tell me?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Vincent explained again, \u201cSabrina is busy with her research. She must have forgotten to check the messages too.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Tears poured down Vanessa\u2019s face. \u201cBut it\u2019s due tomorrow!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Vincent\u2019s heart ached. He had no choice but to say, \u201cThen I will come back right now and take you to finish\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>your homework.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>*****\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Back at the park, after Vanessa left, Scarlett began teaching Clara how to paint maple leaves and the autumn grass.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>As they were painting, someone called out from behind, \u201cMs. Theron?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>19:54 Wed, Jan 14\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 219 Silent Goodbyes\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>A 68\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Scarlett turned toward the voice and saw Eric. Next to him stood Felix, who had traded his usual tailored suits for casual wear and sneakers. The man, now in his thirties, showed no trace of age, only growing more distinguished with time.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>It was a cloudy day, the light shifting between soft and bright.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Felix stood on the grass in his light\u2013colored attire, with large, fluffy white clouds drifting above him. Beneath the clouds stood this strikingly handsome man.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Scarlett withdrew her gaze, looking at Eric with a warm smile. \u201cEric.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Eric had lost his mother during childbirth, and over the years, he had quietly yearned for maternal affection. Around Scarlett, he seemed to find a little of that warmth he\u2019d been missing.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>4\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>1.1K\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>B\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 219 Chapter 219 Silent Goodbyes\u00a0 Scarlett glanced subtly at Vanessa. 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