
{"id":27638,"date":"2026-02-05T13:49:58","date_gmt":"2026-02-05T13:49:58","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/the-impossible-condition-novel-chapter-274\/"},"modified":"2026-02-05T13:49:58","modified_gmt":"2026-02-05T13:49:58","slug":"the-impossible-condition-novel-chapter-274","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/the-impossible-condition-novel-chapter-274\/","title":{"rendered":"The Impossible Condition Novel Chapter 274"},"content":{"rendered":"<h1>Silent Dreams Never Die \u2014 Author: John Miller    274<\/h1>\n<p>Chapter 274 A Father\u2019s Outrage\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>:\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The memory of Vincent\u2019s choices stoked Scarlett\u2019s resentment even further.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>66\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Finished,\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>With her eyes still rimmed red, she pressed him, \u201cVincent, Vanessa is only five years old. She might be upset with me right now, but she\u2019s just a little girl. What more do you and Sabrina want from her?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Scarlett was visibly emotional. Seeing her state, Vincent shot back, \u201cCan you try to stay calm? What kid never gets sick? What kid never sees a hospital? And how can you be so sure she caught the flu at the hospital? Couldn\u2019t she have picked it up at school?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cVincent, Vanessa is lying in there like this, and you\u2019re still defending Sabrina?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Vincent turned his face away, unwilling to meet Scarlett\u2019s accusing gaze. In a measured tone, he replied, \u201cI\u2019m only stating facts. You can\u2019t decide where she got sick based on feelings alone. What\u2019s done is done\u2013why keep fixating on how it happened?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Scarlett pressed a hand to her chest, feeling a sharp, stabbing pang. She took several deep, deliberate breaths, forcing herself to steady down.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Then she looked at Vincent and asked, coolly this time, \u201cYou\u2019re always saying I\u2019m not fit to be a mother. Well, Vincent, are you fit to be a father?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Hearing that, he turned back and stared at her. \u201cWhat are you trying to say?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Scarlett only let out a cold, quiet laugh. \u201cNothing. Just think it over, Vincent. If she\u2019s going to be your only child, you\u2019d better find a conscience.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Before Vincent could respond, the ward door opened.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The nurse stepped out, wheeling her cart, her forehead glistening with sweat. She looked at Scarlett and Vincent and said, \u201cThe IV is placed and running. Please keep an eye on her here. I\u2019ll be back shortly to check her temperature.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Scarlett answered hoarsely, \u201cThank you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Then she pushed through the door into the room, Vincent following close behind.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Vanessa lay against the pillow, her small face streaked with dried tears, eyes swollen and red. She had stopped crying, but her little body still trembled with occasional shudders.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Scarlett sat beside the bed and gently smoothed Vanessa\u2019s sweat\u2013damp hair. \u201cAre you feeling any better?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>At the sound of her mother\u2019s voice, Vanessa\u2019s eyes fluttered open, fresh tears pooling almost\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>20:02 Wed, Jan 14\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 274 A Father\u2019s Outrage\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>instantly. But she didn\u2019t speak, only cried silently.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>A\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>66\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Scarlett didn\u2019t press her. Instead, she took Vanessa\u2019s chubby hand and examined it. There were two raised bumps on the back from the needle, the skin swollen and red, with a tiny bead of blood still visible at the puncture site.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>When Vincent leaned in and saw it, his heart clenched. Even accounting for the difficulty of finding veins in children, Vanessa was five\u2013this shouldn\u2019t have been so rough.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Just then, the nurse returned, a digital thermometer in hand.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The sight of her reignited Vincent\u2019s anger. \u201cWhat kind of injection was that? Was my daughter a practice dummy for you?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The nurse\u2019s face flushed\u2013bright red. \u201cSir, I\u2026 I\u2019m newly licensed. I\u2019m still improving my technique, and the child was moving quite a bit. I\u2014\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Vincent cut her off, not interested in explanations. He gave her a cold glance and said flatly, \u201cDon\u2019t bother coming in tomorrow.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The color drained from the nurse\u2019s face. She didn\u2019t know who Vincent was, but something in his bearing and tone terrified her. Fresh out of training and unprepared for such a confrontation, she burst into tears.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The sound of her crying grated on Vincent\u2019s already frayed nerves, but before he could say more, Scarlett stepped between them.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cVincent, if you want to lose your temper, do it at home. This is a hospital, not your personal\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>stage\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>for a meltdown.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>As a medical professional herself, Scarlett understood the nurse\u2019s position all too well. Vanessa\u2019s veins were fine and fragile, and she hadn\u2019t been cooperative\u2013a few\u2013attempts were often unavoidable.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She could understand Vincent\u2019s fear for their daughter, but that didn\u2019t give him the right to berate hospital staff. Besides, Vanessa needed calm and rest now.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Surprisingly, Scarlett\u2019s sharp words seemed to snap Vincent back. He fell silent, his anger receding.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Relieved, the nurse moved forward to take Vanessa\u2019s temperature. The reading still showed over 102.2\u00b0F.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Seeing the number, both parents\u2018 worry deepened. Unsure what to do, the nurse said quietly, \u201cLet me check with the doctor to see if we need to adjust anything.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Scarlett nodded \u015filently, letting her go.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>2\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>20:02 Wed, Jan 14\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 274 A Father\u2019s Outrage\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Vincent sat down next to Scarlett, his eyes fixed anxiously on Vanessa.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>66\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>A short while later, the nurse returned and advised them to wait a bit longer to see if the fever would break.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Scarlett, being a doctor herself, knew these things couldn\u2019t be rushed. Since Vanessa was stable and awake, there was no need to escalate treatment immediately.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Vincent, still aching for his little girl, reached out and gently stroked her warm cheek.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>1.1K\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>3\/3\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 274 Chapter 274 A Father\u2019s Outrage\u00a0 :\u00a0 The memory of Vincent\u2019s choices [&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-27638","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\/27638","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=27638"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/27638\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=27638"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=27638"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=27638"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}