No Second Baby No You Only Divorce (Scarlett and Vincent) novel Chapter 748

If I'd really had a chance with her... maybe I never would've gotten sick in the first place.

The thought left Nolan visibly dejected.

Scarlett shifted slightly so she could look past Damian toward him, then asked softly, "Nolan, should we head back inside?"

Nolan finally came back to himself. His eyes looked faintly red as he looked at Scarlett and nodded.

"Yeah. Let's go back."

Afraid he might lose his footing, Scarlett instinctively reached out to help support him.

Nolan lowered his eyes toward her hand, emotions tangling heavily in his chest. He could not even explain what he was feeling anymore. Everything inside him just felt unbearably heavy and suffocating.

The moment Damian noticed Scarlett helping Nolan, a sharp wave of jealousy hit him instantly. He stepped forward at once, pulled Scarlett gently back toward himself, and replaced her by taking hold of Nolan's arm instead.

Turning toward Scarlett with a grin, he said, "I'll help Nolan."

Scarlett saw what he was doing, but she did not argue with him and simply let it go.

Nolan originally wanted to refuse, yet after a brief pause, he stayed silent.

Once they returned to the hospital room, everyone settled back into their original places.

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Unlike Rivergate, winters in Nebula City brought fast-moving snowstorms that usually disappeared as quickly as they came.

The cold there carried dampness that seeped straight through layers of clothing, and the river itself had not frozen over.

By the time Vincent arrived, the rescue operation had already ended.

Seeing the rescue crews packing up their equipment, he got out of the car and rushed straight toward them. Grabbing the team leader by the arm, he said urgently, "Please search again. You have to find her."

The rescue worker looked at him in confusion while continuing to pack up gear.

"And you are?"

"I'm the boyfriend of the girl who fell into the river."

The man looked Vincent over from head to toe before frowning slightly.

"If you cared that much, why'd it take you so long to get here?"

Vincent instinctively wanted to explain himself, but the question irritated him immediately. His expression darkened as he snapped, "What does that have to do with saving her?"

The rescue worker gave a short laugh and shot back, "You think it doesn't?"

Vincent stepped forward and grabbed him by the collar.

"So are you going to save her or not?"

Several nearby rescue workers noticed the confrontation and immediately surrounded them.

"What are you doing?" Questioning voices rose all around him.

Vincent swept a cold glance across the group and realized he was completely outnumbered. After a moment, he released the man's collar.

Daniel quickly chased after him.

"Vincent, where are you going? She's in this condition and you're still leaving? Are you seriously planning to abandon her again?"

Vincent's footsteps paused briefly.

He did not turn around, but his voice carried absolute certainty as he said, "This time, I'm not leaving her alone again."

Daniel froze where he stood.

He stared at Vincent's back helplessly, bitterness and unease twisting together inside his chest.

Because he knew those words meant he had pushed Sabrina right back toward Vincent once again.

Half an hour later, Vincent arrived at a bar.

He had the entire place cleared out. The loud music was shut off, every customer forced to leave, and even the staff had been dismissed.

Standing outside a private room with a cigarette between his fingers, Vincent smoked silently while the haze curled around him and obscured his expression.

Inside the room, frightened voices begged desperately.

"Come on, man, just let us go. We were paid to do a job, that's all."

"Please don't hit us."

"You can't do this, it's illegal."