
{"id":27669,"date":"2026-02-05T13:51:01","date_gmt":"2026-02-05T13:51:01","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/the-impossible-condition-novel-chapter-305\/"},"modified":"2026-02-05T13:51:01","modified_gmt":"2026-02-05T13:51:01","slug":"the-impossible-condition-novel-chapter-305","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/the-impossible-condition-novel-chapter-305\/","title":{"rendered":"The Impossible Condition Novel Chapter 305"},"content":{"rendered":"<h1>Silent Dreams Never Die \u2014 Author: John Miller     305<\/h1>\n<p>Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>After Damian left, Scarlett found sleep impossible. She remained sitting up in the hospital bed, lost in a heavy, confused daze for what felt like hours.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She didn\u2019t understand what he meant by saying she had \u201cstarted this\u201d or \u201cprovoked him first\u201c. Yet, a vague, unsettling feeling tugged at her\u2013a sense that there might have been some previous connection between them, a thread from the past she couldn\u2019t grasp. For reasons unknown, her memory held no trace of Damian.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>And what was this \u201cpromise\u201d he kept mentioning?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Her mind churned all night after his abrupt departure. As for Vincent\u2019s parting words about returning, they proved to be nothing more than an empty promise, a forgotten notion by the time dawn broke.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>When the morning nurse came in for routine checks, Scarlett felt even more drained, any desire for rest completely gone. Seeking distraction, she picked up her phone and mindlessly scrolled through short video clips. Strangely, Sabrina\u2019s account popped up again in her feed.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She was sure she had marked \u201cNot Interested\u201d before, but the algorithm pushed it to her nonetheless.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Since it was there, Scarlett watched the video to the end. It was a compilation of several clips set to a soft, melancholic piano track.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The first clip was a close\u2013up of Sabrina\u2019s face, her expression sad and tearful. In the blurred background, a man\u2019s figure was visible behind her. There was no doubt it was Vincent; his hands appeared to be resting on her shoulders in what looked like a comforting massage.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The second clip showed Vincent, dressed in a plush bathrobe, walking away from the camera toward what seemed like a bathroom.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The third clip was the most suggestive\u2013Vincent with his back to the camera, starting to shrug off the bathrobe. The video cut to black just as it revealed part of his bare shoulder.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>These three clips were seamlessly edited together. The caption read, \u201cHad a really tough day. Got my research thesis direction completely wrong and my advisor tore into me. Called you but you didn\u2019t pick up. Yet when I texted saying I was feeling low, you replied instantly and said you\u2019d come right over. Seeing you standing there made me want to cry even more. But when you said, \u2018Don\u2019t cry, I somehow calmed down. You said you\u2019d take my mind off things. Didn\u2019t expect it to be this\u2026 but I really love how you show you care instead of just talking about it.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>As Scarlett watched, she unconsciously analyzed each frame. The conclusion she drew was stark -Vincent had spent the night comforting the \u201cunhappy\u201d Sabrina in the most intimate way possible.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>1\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>20:06 Wed, Jan 14\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 305 Betrayal on Video\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>D:\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>65\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>A cold, hollow feeling settled in her chest. She switched off her phone screen and set it aside.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Thinking of Vincent\u2019s words from the night before, \u201cI\u2019ll come back later,\u201d she almost laughed out loud. It was pathetic, really.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The moment Sabrina signaled her distress, he had rushed to her side without a second thought.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>As for his wife lying sick in a hospital bed? That was likely the last thing on his mind.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Scarlett\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Vanessa.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>got out of bed and washed up mechanically. Once dressed, she decided to go check on\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Making her way to the pediatric VIP wing, she hadn\u2019t yet located Vanessa\u2019s room when she heard her excited voice echo down the hall. \u201cMaria! I missed you so much!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Scarlett\u2019s steps faltered. She didn\u2019t catch Maria\u2019s reply, but she continued walking toward the sound.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Standing outside the door, she hesitated, her hand pausing before it could knock. She thought she might just peek in. Seeing that Vanessa was okay would be enough to ease her mind.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Through the small window in the door, she saw Maria sitting by Vanessa\u2019s bedside, feeding her breakfast.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>At first, it looked normal. Then Scarlett\u2019s blood ran cold. She watched in disbelief as Maria took a spoonful of food, put it into her own mouth, chewed it thoroughly, and then\u2013with the same spoon\u2013held it back out to Vanessa\u2019s lips.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Maria was cooing gently, \u201cHere you go, sweetheart. Eat what I made for you. It\u2019ll make you all better.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Scarlett\u2019s stomach turned. She assumed Vanessa would instinctively refuse such a thing.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>To her horror, Vanessa obediently opened her mouth.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>As the pre\u2013chewed spoonful of food was about to enter her daughter\u2019s mouth, Scarlett\u2019s composure shattered. She shoved the door open, the handle hitting the wall with a bang.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cVanessa, don\u2019t!\u201d she cried out, her voice sharp with panic.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Vanessa jumped, startled, and stared wide\u2013eyed at her mother storming into the room.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Without a word, Scarlett marched up to Maria and swatted the bowl of oatmeal from her hands. It clattered to the floor, splattering its contents all over Maria\u2019s clothes and the tiles.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Before a stunned Maria could react, Scarlett confronted her, fury vibrating in her voice. \u201cAre\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>2\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>20:06 Wed, Jan 14\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 305 Betrayal on Video\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>A 65\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>you out of your mind? That is disgusting and completely unsanitary! Is that how you feed a child?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Maria finally snapped out of her shock. She grabbed a handful of napkins, dabbing frantically at her soiled sweater. \u201cDisgusting?\u201d she retorted, her own temper rising. \u201cWhat\u2019s so disgusting about it? I raised both Caleb and Sabrina this way! It\u2019s perfectly normal!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Scarlett, who was rarely this openly angry, didn\u2019t hold back. \u201cThen it\u2019s no wonder Caleb and Sabrina turned out as inconsiderate and entitled as they are!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>That ignited Maria\u2019s temper fully. She shot to her feet, pointing a finger at Scarlett. \u201cHow.dare you speak about my children that way! I got up at six this morning to make this homemade breakfast. Not only do you waste it, but you insult my son and daughter? Scarlett, what have I ever done to deserve this from you?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Just as her last words hung in the charged air, the ward door was pushed open from the hallway.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>1.1K\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 305 Finished\u00a0 After Damian left, Scarlett found sleep impossible. 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