Chapter Thirty Nine

Marco’s POV

As I watched Scarlett storm out of the room, her footsteps echoing down the corridor, a wave of remorse washed over me. The weight of my decision to keep her in the dark about my plans had become too heavy to bear. I had acted out of love and a desire to shield her from pain, but now I could see the damage it had caused.

Guilt consumed me as I replayed our conversation in my mind. I had failed to understand that protecting Scarlett didn't mean shutting her out. Our marriage was built on trust and transparency, and I had violated that foundation by withholding such a crucial decision from her. In my quest to shield her, I had inadvertently made her feel like an outsider in her own marriage.

With a heavy heart, I made my way to our chambers. The door creaked open, revealing the dimly lit room where Scarlett had sought solace. She lay on the bed, her body curled up as silent sobs wracked her fragile frame. I approached her cautiously, my footsteps tentative as I sat down besi