The Abandoned Wife's Second Chance (Scarlett and Jasper) novel Chapter 109

Chapter 109

(Jasper’s POV)

I stare at the wall, replaying Scarlett’s words.

She wants to buy the house.

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I don’t know if James intends to sell it, but since I gave her my word, I’ll have to find out.

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The drive to their new house is longer than usual. Everything about this place is wrong. Too modern, too cold, too much like a showroom and nothing like a home. When Virginia opens the door, she’s practically glowing

with joy.

“Jasper! Perfect timing. I just finished arranging the living room. Come see.”

She drags me inside before I can protest. The room is all white furniture and metallic accents, expensive but soulless.

“What do you think?” she asks, spinning around with her arms spread wide.

“It’s very… clean.”

“I know, right? Nothing like that cluttered old place. This place smells fresh.” She settles onto the couch. “I told James and Blair they can donate all the old furniture to charity. No point keeping them around.”

My jaw clenches. “Where are they?”

“Kitchen, probably. Planning dinner or something.” She waves her hand dismissively. “Why are you asking for

them?”

“I need to talk to them.”

“About what?”

I don’t answer. Instead, I head into the kitchen to find Blair arranging flowers in a crystal vase while James reads the newspaper at the breakfast bar.

“Jasper,” Blair brightens when she sees me. “How nice. Will you stay for dinner?”

“Actually, I need to discuss something with you both.”

James looks up from his paper. “Everything alright?”

“It’s about the old house.” I take a breath, choosing my words carefully. “Scarlett called me today. She wants

to know if you’re planning to sell it.”

Blair’s hands still on the flowers. “Why did she ask?”

“If you decide to sell, she wants to buy it.”

James folds his newspaper slowly, his movements deliberate.

“She wants to buy the house.” He repeats, as if to make sure he heard right.

I nod. It was her only home for twenty–three years.

“Buy it with what money?” Virginia’s voice cuts through the tension like a blade. She’s standing in the

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doorway, her expression ugly with something I’ve never seen before. “Her little bakery can’t possibly make enough for a house in that neighborhood.”

“That’s not our concern,” I say evenly.

“It is when she’s trying to buy our house.”

My jaw tightens. “It’s not your house. It’s James and Blair’s house. And if they want to sell it, she has the right

to buy it.”

“Oh, please.” She laughs, sharp and joyless. “You think she can afford it? Unless…. is her new boyfriend giving her the money?”

“I don’t know.”

“Well, you should,” she snaps, stepping into the room now, her heels clicking like gunshots. “Because if he is,

it won’t be just her that lives there–he will too.”

I take a breath. Calm. Steady.

“Virginia” Blair starts.

“No, Mama. I need to say this.” Virginia’s eyes are wild now, all pretense of sweetness gone. “That house represents this family’s wealth. Our legacy. She’s not family anymore, remember? Then why should we sell

our house to her?”

“She left because you made her life hell,” I snap before I can stop myself.

Virginia’s face goes white, then red. “Mom, he, he, how could he-” she stutters, but now that I’ve opened my mouth, I don’t stop.

“She left because every time she needed me, I was with you. Every time she asked for understanding, she got

criticism. She left because she was made to feel like nobody in this family loved her.”

“She was a thief!” Virginia screams. “She lived my life for twenty–three years! Slept in my room, played with my toys, got my parents‘ love! Everything that should have been mine went to her!”

“That’s enough.” James’s voice explodes like thunder in the nosy kitchen.

Virginia turns to him, tears streaming down her face. “Daddy, you can’t seriously be considering selling our house to her, right? She abandoned us. She took Lily away. She-”

“She is still our daughter,” Blair says quietly.

The words hang in the air, and Virginia’s face crumples. “But I’m your real daughter. Your blood. Doesn’t that

mean anything?”

“Of course it does.” James stands, moving toward Virginia, but she backs away.

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