Scarlett was a doctor herself\u2013she understood exactly what had happened. Still, after the physician finished speaking, she simply replied, \u201cI understand.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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The doctor hesitated, not wanting to add to her distress, but felt obligated to state the facts. \u201cThe procedure has thinned your uterine lining. It may be significantly harder for you to conceive in the future.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Although Scarlett specialized in pediatrics, her medical training meant she was fully aware of the implications.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She didn\u2019t react dramatically, only responding quietly, \u201cI see.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her calmness left the doctor somewhat at a loss. After a final check of her vitals, he quietly left the room.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Alone again, Scarlett pulled the blanket closer and turned onto her side. Tears slipped silently down her cheeks, but she stifled any sound.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Before long, a young nurse entered.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Hearing the faint catch in Scarlett\u2019s breathing, the nurse said gently, \u201cYou\u2019ve just had a dilation and curettage\u2013your body needs rest, like a postpartum recovery. Try not to cry; it isn\u2019t good for you now.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett murmured a soft acknowledgment.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Once the nurse was gone, the weight of everything pressed down even harder.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The cut on her forehead had already dried, the sting faded into numbness.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Sleep wouldn\u2019t come that night.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett turned restlessly in the narrow hospital bed, Vincent\u2019s furious words echoing in her mind. What did he really want from her?\u00a0<\/p>\n
It was well past two in the morning when exhaustion finally pulled her under.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But barely had she drifted off when the blanket was yanked away.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Cold air rushed over her, and her\u00a0<\/p>\n
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open.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Gradually, the figure beside her bed came into focus\u2013Amanda.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett lay curled on the mattress, while Amanda stood over her like a vengeful shadow.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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\u201cHow dare you lay a hand on a child from the Stewart family?\u201d Amanda hissed, each word dripping with venom. \u201cDo you have a death wish?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Weak and drained, Scarlett looked up but said nothing.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her silence only fueled Amanda\u2019s rage. She stepped closer and slapped Scarlett hard across the face.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou ignore me? Who do you think you are?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Amanda shouted without restraint, showing no regard for the fact that Scarlett was still Vincent\u2019s wife\u2013or that she was lying in a hospital bed.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett\u2019s head snapped to the side, five vivid finger marks rising on her cheek.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She glared back, eyes red\u2013rimmed. \u201cIs this all you\u2019re capable of now? Petty bullying?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
That set Amanda off completely. She climbed onto the bed, straddling Scarlett, and began hitting and pinching her wherever she could reach.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Too weak to fight back, Scarlett could only endure the assault.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Only when Amanda was out of breath did she stop, panting heavily. Beneath her, Scarlett lay pale and still, a terrifying stillness about her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her arms and shoulders were covered with angry red marks.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Surveying her handiwork, Amanda gave a satisfied nod.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But she wasn\u2019t done. Like a wild animal baring its teeth, she dug her nails into Scarlett\u2019s arm and snarled, \u201cYou never should have married into this family. You\u2019ve brought nothing but bad luck.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy are you staring at me like that? Why don\u2019t you just disappear?\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHow dare\u00a0<\/p>\n
you touch a Stewart child? You\u2019re not worth the air you breathe.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYour whole family is trash. Worthless, the lot of you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett lay motionless, able only to turn her face away from the blows.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She hadn\u2019t the strength to sit up, much less fight back.\u00a0<\/p>\n
And she couldn\u2019t muster the energy to rebut the insults.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Amanda might have stayed longer, but her phone suddenly rang.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Scarlett couldn\u2019t hear what was said on the other end, but she saw Amanda\u2019s expression shift instantly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAlright, I understand. I\u2019ll be right there,\u201d Amanda said, her voice tense.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Whatever it was, it was urgent enough to make her abandon her torment of Scarlett.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She didn\u2019t even glance back as she hurried from the room.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Once alone, Scarlett finally caught her breath. But she was too weak to move, left only to watch as the red marks on her skin slowly darkened into bruises.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She didn\u2019t remember falling asleep again\u2013only a haze of exhaustion and the sticky discomfort of sweat and dried tears.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Somewhere between sleep and waking, she heard the door open.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her nerves were frayed; even the slightest sound brought her eyes open.\u00a0<\/p>\n
A man stood in the doorway\u2013Luke.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Seeing him, Scarlett knew it meant more trouble. She didn\u2019t try to avoid his gaze, only asked wearily, \u201cWhat now? What do you want?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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