He Lost Me to His Best Friend novel Chapter 1097

He gave a weak, defeated smile.

"Scarlett, I'm sorry. I let you down."

He lowered his head, not daring to meet her gaze, curling into himself as if completely consumed by deep remorse.

Watching him practically shrink into a ball, speechless and ashamed, a tiny flicker of involuntary pity stirred in Scarlett's heart.

But the very next second, he abruptly snapped his head up, his face instantly reverting to that of a slimy, shameless hustler.

"But what else am I supposed to do? It's not my fault I haven't been doing well all these years. I can't live like a normal person, so I just have to act like a dog for anyone who'll pay me."

"I know you're ashamed of me and want nothing to do with me, but no matter what, I'm still your dad. You can't just shake me off."

"You have to bail me out tonight! You can't actually let them lock me up! Because if you do, I swear, the minute I get out, I'll ruin everything for you and your mother. I won't let you two live comfortably while I suffer!"

Scarlett stared at the man before her—hopeless, utterly devoid of remorse, believing he was completely entitled to leech off others. She found it incredibly absurd. And laughable.

She found herself laughable for having felt even a shred of pity for him just moments ago.

Someone like Sean, who had wallowed in the mud for so long, had simply become the mud himself. How could she have ever hoped he might revert to the man he once was?

It was impossible.

Not everyone had the courage or ability to rise from the ashes and start over.

She had seen plenty of people like him in this world. People who were once successful but, upon hitting rock bottom, wasted away. Over time, the daily grind stripped them of their edges and their pride, leaving them perfectly content to completely give up and rot away.

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