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Whether Vanessa was doing well or poorly, Scarlett couldn\u2019t simply stop caring.\u00a0<\/p>\n
As a mother herself, Violet understood that worry perfectly. \u201cI\u2019ll go with you,\u201d she said.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett knew Violet was concerned and simply nodded. \u201cAlright.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Though Damian was tidying up, he\u2019d overheard their conversation.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Seeing both women preparing to visit Vanessa, he spoke up quickly, \u201cThen I\u2019ll come too.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
It wasn\u2019t that he was worried about anyone else\u2013only Scarlett.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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If she were healthy, he might have held back. But she was still feverish, and he couldn\u2019t help but\u00a0<\/p>\n
worry.\u00a0<\/p>\n
After a brief hesitation, Scarlett quietly declined.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Damian didn\u2019t argue. Even if she said no, he\u2019d find a way to keep an eye on her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Supported by Violet, Scarlett made her way to the pediatric unit.\u00a0<\/p>\n
From a distance, she spotted Vincent and Lily sitting silently on a bench in the waiting area.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Hearing their footsteps, Vincent looked up. Seeing how pale and weak Scarlett appeared, his frown deepened slightly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The accusatory questions he\u2019d prepared died on his tongue.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vanessa was stable now\u2013arguing felt pointless. He stayed quiet.\u00a0<\/p>\n
When Vincent didn\u2019t speak, Scarlett asked first, her voice strained, \u201cHow is Vanessa?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cShe\u2019s in the ICU,\u201d Vincent replied tersely.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett\u2019s temper flickered. \u201cI asked about her condition, not her location.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Hearing her sharp tone, Vincent couldn\u2019t hold back any longer. \u201cYou have time to ask me now\u2014 why didn\u2019t you come when I texted you?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett let out a hollow, bitter laugh. \u201cAre you sure Vanessa even wants me here? The people she asks for are you and Sabrina. If I stayed, would it really make her happy?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent ignored her question. His eyes were red\u2013rimmed as he said, \u201cYou\u2019re still her mother.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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That word\u2013mother\u2013had bound Scarlett for so long.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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She felt her body begin to tremble, barely able to stand. Violet tightened her grip, holding her steady.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Staring into Vincent\u2019s cold, bloodshot eyes, Scarlett drew a shaky breath. \u201cVincent, I\u2019m a person, not a machine. I can\u2019t revolve solely around Vanessa forever.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Exhaustion made her voice crack.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent looked up at her, fighting to control his own emotions. \u201cSo you can just ignore whether your daughter lives or dies? You saw my messages\u2014\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
But before he could finish, Scarlett broke. Her voice rose, raw and strained, cutting him off. \u201cAnd who has ever cared\u2013whether I live or die?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The force of her shout made the veins in her neck stand out. Red streaked the whites of her\u00a0<\/p>\n
eyes.\u00a0<\/p>\n
As the words left her, a fit of coughing seized her. She covered her mouth, and when she pulled her hand away, a smear of blood stained her palm.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Violet quickly passed her a tissue, gently rubbing her back. \u201cScarlett, don\u2019t strain yourself. If others won\u2019t look out for you, you have to look out for yourself.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Lily, watching in alarm, stood up instinctively\u2013but Violet turned toward Vincent, her own voice tight with anger.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cScarlett has been running a high fever since last night. I only told her Vanessa was in the ICU after I saw you. The moment she heard, she insisted on coming. She nearly fell several times on the way here, but she still came. If you think she doesn\u2019t care about her daughter, I don\u2019t believe it. If she didn\u2019t care, she wouldn\u2019t have risked her own health to be here.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Then, softening her tone, she said to Scarlett, \u201cCome on, let me take you back to your room.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Too weak to argue, Scarlett simply nodded.\u00a0<\/p>\n
As Violet helped her turn to leave, she looked back at Vincent one last time. \u201cVincent\u2026 think about what you\u2019re doing.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Hearing Violet\u2019s words, Vincent\u2019s anger began to dissolve.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Seeing Scarlett like this\u2013she clearly wasn\u2019t in much better shape than Vanessa.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He still cared underneath it all; he just didn\u2019t know how to say it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Lily wrung her hands anxiously. \u201cMr. Stewart, Mrs. Stewart is in such a state\u2026 shouldn\u2019t you go\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Vincent didn\u2019t answer. Instead, he said quietly, \u201cYou should head home. Remember to bring breakfast for Vanessa early tomorrow.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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