I didn't shuffle my way out of her grasp, instead escorting the girl to the ambulance.
Just as I was about to leave, Scarlett clung tightly to my pant leg, refusing to let me go.
Fintan, sensing this was my personal matter, gave my shoulder a pat before taking off.
I never imagined Scarlett would come looking for me.
Recently, I'd heard from friends that she'd been asking about my whereabouts.
Previously, I had my lawyer send her the divorce papers, but she consistently refused to sign them.
Word had it that Scarlett had also caught the flu.
Her health had taken a severe downturn, and Nash, seeing her in such a sickly state, didn't want to care for her and abandoned her.
When I saw her earlier, I honestly couldn't recognize her at first.
She had lost a significant amount of weight, and her overall appearance seemed incredibly unwell.
Before, though she was slim, she always looked vibrant and healthy. Now, she resembled nothing more than a walking skeleton.