She Approved the Split He Fell Apart

Chapter 87

087 His Confession

Scarlett’s POV

I don’t know how long I slept, but I felt much better when the bright twilight

woke me up.

The ward is empty. No doctor, no nurse…

No Adrian.

I guess the baby did his job alright.

Warning myself that it’s stupid to weep over something I never had, I slip down the hard, tiny bed and walk toward the window. The breeze at the end of the fall is no longer warm. It’s chill.

I wanted the baby thing to get me out of the awkward talk, so why am I feeling so low?

won’t stay around in the hope of any romantic whatsoever. He did the right thing. Actually, I wanted

how

can heal, but I’m broken right

this sorrow. I gave

just…really wanted to be on the other side of favoritism for a

in danger; I wanted a man who would take my side with no condition, and protect me from all the greedy, vile, hurtful normality that is my life. I wanted to be the “only” in a man’s heart, just like

I guess that’s wrong, cause Sebastian doesn’t seem to have enjoyed

I’m the one being

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after a near–death experience, but I suddenly find myself so drained that I barely want to go on. I got out of

even continue the

as he opens the door, only to freeze when he sees

word. One

dashes out of the room, and the next second several men file into the room, each with a huge bouquet

with lilies, my favorite. The annoying smell of disinfectant is replaced by a soothing fragrant, tickling a deep corner of my memory, as if I was once in a room pretty

snaps me back

this what I think

tie — his tie?? Was he wearing a tie before? He sorts his suits out with one hand behind his back, his back stiff straight and his look a bit nervous, like the cute, clumsy, spellbound Mr. Darcy out of the early 18th–century–setting movie,

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