ng this, Lily let out a helpless sigh and left as well.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Meanwhile, Violet had just helped Scarlett to the elevator when the doors slid open.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Damian stepped out.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Seeing Scarlett on the verge of collapse, he didn\u2019t say a word\u2013in two quick strides, he swept her up into his arms.\u00a0<\/p>\n
At the same moment, the elevator across the hall also opened.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Sabrina walked out just in time to see Damian lifting Scarlett.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stunned, she couldn\u2019t help calling out, \u201cMr. Langley?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Damian ignored her, but the usually gentle Violet snapped back, \u201cGood dogs don\u2019t block doors. I assume you don\u2019t want to be one, Ms. Monroe?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
With that, Violet hit the button to close the doors.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Just as the elevator shut, Sabrina sneered coldly, \u201cPathetic.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Inside, Violet heard the insult.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She didn\u2019t care\u2013her focus was entirely on Scarlett.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Surviving in the modeling industry required thick skin; she\u2019d have been gone long ago without it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Sabrina\u2019s cheap shots were nothing to Violet. She\u2019d heard far worse and met far more unpleasant people.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Damian held Scarlett tightly, his heart pounding. Seeing the trace of blood still on her face, he panicked even more.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett\u2019s cheek rested against his chest, her eyes already closed.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cScarlett, don\u2019t fall asleep. Please don\u2019t. Look at me. I\u2019m begging you, look at me.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He lowered his head, pressing his face gently against hers.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He was frantic, terrified she might never open her eyes again.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He\u2019d waited so long for this chance\u2013he couldn\u2019t lose her now.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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\u201cStay awake. I won\u2019t ask to be your boyfriend anymore, I won\u2019t push you to marry me. If you want to stay with Vincent, then do it. Just please get better. I\u2019ll never pressure you like that again.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He buried his face in the crook of her neck, his words dissolving into muffled, shaky breaths.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Seeing Damian like this, Violet felt a pang of sympathy. She reached over and gently patted his shoulder. \u201cMr. Langley, she\u2019ll be alright. Don\u2019t worry so much.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Damian hardly heard her. Soft, choked sounds escaped him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
When the elevator reached the first floor, he carried Scarlett straight into the ER.\u00a0<\/p>\n
After the doctors examined her, they confirmed she was stable and would wake up soon.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Even with their reassurance, Damian kept pacing anxiously back and forth in the ER hallway, his figure moving restlessly under the fluorescent lights.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Finally, a nurse came out and said, \u201cSir, she\u2019s awake.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Hearing that, Damian shot into the room.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett had just come to, still feeling dizzy and out of it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But Damian didn\u2019t hesitate\u2013he rushed in, pulled her gently into his arms, and held her close.\u00a0<\/p>\n
A shaky, frightened whisper brushed her ear, again and again. \u201cScarlett, please don\u2019t scare me like that again. I was so scared. Really scared.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
As he spoke, warm tears slid down his cheeks.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett felt the dampness against her skin\u2013Damian\u2019s tears.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Coming back to herself, she remembered what had just happened.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She\u2019d always doubted Damian\u2019s kindness, thinking it might be an act. But in this moment, she felt the real, raw weight of his fear.\u00a0<\/p>\n
If he didn\u2019t truly care\u2026 why would he cry?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett stayed still for a long moment. Damian was still trembling against her. Unable to bear it, she slowly raised a hand and patted his back.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cDamian, it\u2019s just the flu. It\u2019s not that serious. Please don\u2019t cry.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Instead of letting go, he held her even tighter. \u201cScarlett, everything I said earlier\u2013I take it back.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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I still want to be with you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Scarlett couldn\u2019t help a soft, weary laugh. \u201cDamian, you\u2019re a man of your word\u2013aren\u2019t you? How come you\u2019re going back on it?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Hearing that, he finally pulled back slightly. His eyes fixed seriously on hers. \u201cI don\u2019t mind. Let me be the one who cares for you. I\u2019ll help you with your shoes, I\u2019ll cook for you, I\u2019ll keep you warm\u2013anything. As long as you let me stay by your side, I\u2019ll do whatever you want.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett was moved. Even if part of her still wondered, she was moved.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her eyes reddened, and she turned her head away slightly. \u201cWhy would you do things like that\u2026 for someone like me?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Damian took her hand and pressed it firmly against his chest. \u201cBecause I care about you. I\u2019ve cared for a long time. When you married Vincent, when I told you to choose me instead\u2026 I wasn\u2019t joking. It\u2019s because I really do care.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett\u2019s palm felt the strong, rapid beat of Damian\u2019s heart.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her cheeks warmed, and she tried to pull her hand back, but Damian held it gently in place. \u201cCan you feel it?\u201d he asked, his voice low and earnest.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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