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Vanessa\u2019s cheeks were pale, but she managed a weak smile for her father. \u201cI\u2019m okay, Daddy.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Hearing that, a lump formed in Scarlett\u2019s throat, and heavy tears spilled silently down her face.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Seeing her break down, Vincent whispered, \u201cVanessa isn\u2019t critically ill. You don\u2019t have to cry like this.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett didn\u2019t answer\u2013she didn\u2019t want to.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She wasn\u2019t crying just because Vanessa was sick; she was crying because even now, Vanessa only sought to comfort Vincent, not her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She was just as worried, just as terrified, as he was. Yet her daughter\u2019s comfort went only one\u00a0<\/p>\n
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For Vanessa\u2019s sake, Scarlett stayed. She remained in the hospital room through the night. \u00b7\u00a0<\/p>\n
Half an hour later, Vanessa\u2019s fever broke, but she grew increasingly listless.\u00a0<\/p>\n
They finally got her to sleep, but soon after she woke up vomiting, and the high fever spiked again.\u00a0<\/p>\n
That night, the fever came in waves. Scarlett and Vincent barely slept, taking turns comforting her, cooling her forehead, and watching the clock crawl toward morning.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Around five a.m., after the last wave of fever subsided, Vanessa murmured drowsily, \u201cMommy\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Hearing her daughter call for her, Scarlett leaned in immediately. \u201cI\u2019m right here, sweetheart. Mommy\u2019s right here.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She took Vanessa\u2019s small hand and pressed it gently to her lips.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vanessa, still half in dreams, had tears clinging to her lashes. \u201cMommy,\u201d she whispered hoarsely, \u201cI want fish.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett\u2019s heart melted at once. \u201cOkay,\u201d she promised softly. \u201cI\u2019ll make it for you today.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vanessa didn\u2019t say anything else and soon drifted into a deeper sleep.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Seeing her daughter finally resting peacefully, Scarlett let out a long, weary sigh.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent, noticing her exhaustion, said quietly, \u201cGo home and get some rest. I\u2019ll stay Vanessa.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Scarlett almost laughed. He had been there through the night, yes\u2013but it was she who had held Vanessa through the worst of it, who had soothed and cooled and comforted.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Now that Vanessa was asleep, he told her to leave. But when their daughter was burning up and crying at two a.m., he hadn\u2019t offered to take over so she could rest.\u00a0<\/p>\n
A flare of unreasonable anger rose in her chest. \u201cGet out of my way,\u201d she growled.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent\u2019s own temper surfaced. \u201cScarlett, would you try to be reasonable?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She didn\u2019t even look at him. Pushing herself up, she strode out of the room.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ll drive you home,\u201d Vincent called after her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNo,\u201d she said flatly. \u201cStay with Vanessa.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He didn\u2019t argue further, and she left.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Outside the hospital, the streetlights were still glowing in the dim early light.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett stood at the curb trying to hail a cab, her head swimming with dizziness.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She hadn\u2019t slept all night, and the emotional strain had left her utterly drained\u2014yet the thought of her sick daughter pushed her forward. She would go home and make Vanessa a proper breakfast.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Finally, a taxi stopped for her. She collapsed into the back seat and fell asleep almost instantly, only waking when the driver gently called to her at her destination.\u00a0<\/p>\n
After paying the fare, she walked into the quiet stillness of Ravenshade Villa.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It was too late to return to Theron Manor\u2013she\u2019d risk waking the whole household. Besides, Vanessa was more accustomed to things here.\u00a0<\/p>\n
In the kitchen, Scarlett moved slowly, fatigue weighing her limbs, but she focused on preparing a gentle, nourishing breakfast for Vanessa. She simmered oatmeal with apples and cinnamon, something easy on the stomach. Once it was ready, she packed it carefully into an insulated container and set it on the dining table.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She was about to prepare a side of soft scrambled eggs when she walked back out and found Maria seated at the table, the lid of the oatmeal container already open.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Maria peered inside and complained, \u201cIs this all? It\u2019s not even enough for one person.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett didn\u2019t respond. She walked straight to the table, and as she got closer, she firmly took the container from Maria\u2019s hands.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Maria immediately reached out to grab it back. \u201cWhat\u2019s wrong with you? You can\u2019t even cook enough to feed people properly, and now you\u2019re hoarding it? You should be ashamed!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
As Maria tugged at the container, Scarlett held on tightly. In the struggle, the container slipped and fell to the floor, oatmeal splattering across the tiles.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Looking at the mess on the floor\u2013the breakfast she\u2019d made with such care for her sick child- Scarlett\u2019s last thread of patience snapped.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her eyes red\u2013rimmed and blazing, she shoved Maria back by the shoulder. \u201cWhat is wrong with you?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Maria lost her balance and stumbled to the floor. Before Scarlett could even process what had happened, Maria shrieked, \u201cScarlett! Are you trying to kill me?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett didn\u2019t answer. She just stood there, staring blankly at the oatmeal spilled across the floor.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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