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In fact, Scarlett Xavier was very lively in the past.
She would be mischievous and cause trouble.
Until later, when her mother left, she made a mistake, and there was no one at home to protect her anymore.
Even if she made a small mistake, like breaking a bowl, her father would hit her.
A casual slap was nothing unusual.
During exams, even if she just got one question wrong, she’d be beaten.
Her father’s strictness was almost perverse.
Even years after her father’s departure, he remains a shadow in her heart.
She still often repeats those nightmares of being beaten.
In the dreams, she’s still the weak and helpless girl who can’t resist…
Hidden in the darkness, unable to see any light.
…
“Scarlett Xavier!” She was awakened by Julian Rhodes calling her.
Opening her eyes, she saw his handsome, gentle, and reassuring face right in front of her.
He’s a doctor, the kind that has a non-threatening appearance that makes people feel at ease.
His concerned gaze caught her off guard, and she realized her eyes were wet.
She had dreamed of her father again!
It seems that whenever she dreams of him, even in the dream, real tears fall.
She pulled the blanket away, avoiding his gaze, went straight into the bathroom, and closed the door.
She ran the water and splashed some on her face, hoping it would make her more awake.
It seems that every once in a while, old memories become nightmares.
Even now, when she feels strong enough not to need any help, when she thinks she no longer cares about the past, these shadows hidden deep within still haunt her.
They might cling to her for a lifetime!
Thinking about how she lost her composure in front of Julian Rhodes, Scarlett Xavier felt embarrassed.
Remembering she still had to return to the shop, she forced herself to pull herself together and stepped out of the bathroom.
…
Outside, it was raining lightly again, the rain hitting the glass.
Julian Rhodes had put on slippers, taken off his jacket, and was holding a remote control to close the curtains.
His apartment didn’t have many rooms, but it was spacious, with open spaces.
Seeing her come out, his gaze fell on her.
Right now, Scarlett Xavier feared most was him looking at her, remembering her embarrassing state earlier, worried he would mock her.
She always felt that someone like him is capable of doing such a thing.
“What dream did you have?”
Sure enough, he spoke.
His voice unexpectedly had a touch of concern.
At this moment, the person in front of her seemed not to be her husband with whom she’d gotten a certificate, but a doctor.
Scarlett Xavier replied indifferently, “Nothing.”
“Was it related to your past?” His next sentence directly hit her.
This feeling of being exposed made her a bit uneasy.
“It’s none of your business.”
Fortunately, Julian Rhodes didn’t continue the topic, but began discussing practical matters with her, “It’s raining outside, let’s stay here tonight.
It’s getting late, I’m tired and don’t want to make another trip.
You can take a shower; I’ve left clothes over there for you.”
After he spoke, he set down the remote, picked up the medical book he had placed aside, and walked out, closing the bedroom door behind him.
Scarlett Xavier: “…”
He seemed to realize how uneasy she was, so he left the space for her.
…
On the nearby sofa were the clothes he had left there for her, a white T-shirt and a pair of pants.
One look at the clothes and you know they’re his.
Of course, someone like him who isn’t close to women wouldn’t have women’s clothes here.