
{"id":27656,"date":"2026-02-05T13:50:35","date_gmt":"2026-02-05T13:50:35","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/the-impossible-condition-novel-chapter-292\/"},"modified":"2026-02-05T13:50:35","modified_gmt":"2026-02-05T13:50:35","slug":"the-impossible-condition-novel-chapter-292","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/the-impossible-condition-novel-chapter-292\/","title":{"rendered":"The Impossible Condition Novel Chapter 292"},"content":{"rendered":"<h1>Silent Dreams Never Die \u2014 Author: John Miller    292<\/h1>\n<p>Chapter 292 Returning to Her Side\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>A 665\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Seeing Violet, Scarlett\u2019s thoughts immediately returned to Vanessa. With red\u2013rimmed eyes, she asked, \u201cHow is Vanessa doing?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Violet smoothed the blanket around her. \u201cMr. Langley had someone check. She\u2019s stable now. Try not to worry.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Hearing that, some of the tightness in Scarlett\u2019s chest eased. She nodded quietly.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Violet gently dabbed the perspiration from Scarlett\u2019s forehead with a tissue. \u201cDamian went home for a bit. I\u2019ll stay with you tonight.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>At the mention of Damian, Scarlett paused briefly.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Then she caught herself\u2013he was a wealthy heir, accustomed to a certain life. How could he truly lower himself to do things like \u201cwarming the bed\u201d or \u201cwashing intimates\u201c?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She should probably treat those words as a joke.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>After taking more fever reducers, Scarlett felt clammy and uncomfortable. She burrowed under the covers, hoping that sweating it out would let her feel better by morning.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Before settling in, Violet sat in the chair beside the bed, quietly flipping through a magazine.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Sometime in the middle of the night, Scarlett woke up shivering.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>As she opened her eyes, a gentle voice came from beside her. \u201cCold?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>It was Damian.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>At first, she thought she was dreaming. But when she turned her head, his face was really there.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Confused, she whispered, \u201cWhy are you back?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Damian pulled the blanket up closer around her shoulders, a soft smile touching his lips. \u201cI\u2019m yours now. Where you are is where I should be.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Hearing that, Scarlett frowned, her displeasure clear.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Not wanting to upset her, Damian explained, \u201cI didn\u2019t make it clear to Violet earlier. I just went home to shower\u2013I never said I wasn\u2019t coming back. She has Clara to look after, so I asked her to go home. You\u2026 you aren\u2019t upset with me, are you?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Seeing the concern in his expression, Scarlett felt a faint pang in her chest. Her voice softened. \u201cDamian\u2026 thank you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>1\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>20:05 Wed, Jan 14\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 292 Returning to Her Side\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>65\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>A wide, relieved smile spread across his face. Knowing she was still chilled, he asked carefully, \u201cThen\u2026 would it be alright if I held you to help you warm up?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>He was only trying to do what he thought someone who cared for her should.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>But the question made Scarlett\u2019s cheeks grow warm. She shook her head instinctively. \u201cNo, I\u2019m fine.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Seeing her reluctance, Damian didn\u2019t push. \u201cThen try to sleep. I\u2019ll rest here beside the bed. If you get cold, just say so. I can join you anytime.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Scarlett didn\u2019t answer. She simply watched him quietly.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Even after being turned down, he still seemed content.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>After lying down on the narrow space beside the bed, he let out a low, pleased chuckle, then closed his eyes.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>But Damian was tall. Curled awkwardly beside the hospital bed, his body was cramped\u2013hardly a comfortable way to rest.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Scarlett had slept on and off and wasn\u2019t really tired now.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She turned her head to look at him. His handsome face was tilted toward her, his brow faintly furrowed even in sleep.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Knowing he couldn\u2019t be resting well, she reached over and gently touched his shoulder. \u201cDamian.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>His eyes opened, drowsy. \u201cYeah, baby? What\u2019s wrong?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Scarlett shifted slightly toward the edge of the mattress. \u201cI\u2026 I am a little cold. You can come up.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Truthfully, she was more worried about him being uncomfortable\u2013but the words that came out were about the chill.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Damian didn\u2019t hesitate. He slipped onto the bed behind her, wrapping an arm around her waist and resting his chin lightly on her shoulder.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>He still carried the faint, clean scent of soap from his shower. Scarlett, by contrast, was acutely aware of the stale, feverish smell clinging to her own skin.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She\u2019d been in and out of sweats, unable to wash properly. She knew she must not smell pleasant.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Yet Damian didn\u2019t seem to mind. If anything, he held her a little closer.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>213\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>20:05 Wed, Jan 14\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 292 Returning to Her Side\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>A 665\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Wide awake now, he lay perfectly still behind her. Scarlett, too, couldn\u2019t fall back asleep.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Damian shifted slightly, sliding his left arm beneath her neck and wrapping his right securely around her waist, until her entire back was nestled against the solid warmth of his chest.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Their body heat began to mingle. Through the thin fabric of her shirt, Scarlett could feel the steady, radiating warmth of his skin.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>In the quiet darkness, neither of them spoke.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>A long while passed, but sleep still wouldn\u2019t come for Scarlett.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Damian, too, remained awake.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>After a time, he brushed his lips lightly against the curve of her ear. \u201cAre you still worried about Vanessa?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The touch sent a faint shiver through her. She shifted slightly. \u201cNo,\u201d she murmured. \u201cI\u2019m not thinking about anyone.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Damian understood her better than that. \u201cIf you want to see her, we can go check. I\u2019ll go you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>with\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>After a moment\u2019s hesitation, Scarlett finally surrendered to the thought. \u201cAlright.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>1.1K\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u1218\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 292 Chapter 292 Returning to Her Side\u00a0 A 665\u00a0 Finished\u00a0 Seeing Violet, [&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-27656","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\/27656","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=27656"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/27656\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=27656"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=27656"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=27656"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}