He Lost Me to His Best Friend novel Chapter 110

The owner of the restaurant was a quirky older man who loved rabbits. He and Scarlett got along incredibly well, and he even kept a whole colony of wild rabbits in the bamboo garden out back.

Scarlett had large, round eyes and a slight overbite. When she was calm, she was sweet and gentle, but the second she lost her temper, she would snap and bite back hard... which was exactly why her older brother had nicknamed her "Bunny" when she was little.

Later, when Zootopia hit theaters globally, she fell completely in love with the rabbit cop, Judy Hopps. From that point on, her obsession with rabbits had only skyrocketed.

When Yardley pushed open the door to the private dining room, Scarlett was resting her chin on her hand, gazing out the glass window at the rabbits running freely through the bamboo.

Her baseball cap obscured her face, hiding her expression, but the silhouette she cut against the window looked impossibly fragile and broken.

She used to be such a vibrant, unrestrained force of nature.

Yardley had honestly believed that over their five years of marriage, he had taken excellent care of her, allowing her the freedom to be her authentic self.

He never tried to control her. Even when it came to something as small as hair—he preferred women with long hair, but she loved wearing hers short—he had silently accepted it without a single complaint.

Seeing her in person, sitting there so quietly, half the rage in Yardley's chest immediately dissolved.

He stepped forward, instinctively reaching out to grab her hand, but grasped empty air as Scarlett perfectly dodged his touch.

His hand hovered awkwardly in the space between them, the expression on his face instantly freezing over.

He stood over her, looking down with heavy eyes.

"What exactly is it going to take for you to let this go?"

He was exhausted. Completely drained, pulled in a hundred different directions.

If she kept escalating this war, it would end in mutual destruction. She was completely ripping off the Flynn family's facade, turning them into a global laughingstock.

He refused to let this continue. He needed to know exactly why Scarlett was tearing their world apart and what she ultimately wanted.

"Are you hoping I'll let Sylvia off the hook?"

Scarlett's voice was eerily calm. She slowly turned around, gesturing indifferently to the chair opposite her. "Sit."

Yardley let out a heavy sigh.

"Obviously. If you guys keep escalating this, even God himself wouldn't be able to fix the fallout."

"We are all family. We have to look at each other every single day. What is the point of turning it into a bloodbath?"

As for Corinne and Gwen, the mountain of old grudges and fresh blood between them hadn't even begun to be settled. Letting them go was absolutely out of the question.

Yardley picked up the contract. As he scanned the pages from top to bottom, it felt as if someone had taken a serrated knife and violently slashed his heart open.

He looked at Scarlett in absolute disbelief.

"So, you went through all this insane effort, orchestrated this massive public spectacle, all just to extort money?"

"What's wrong? Is Gordon Wyatt not generous enough for you? Or are you just trying to bleed me dry so you can fund your new life with him?"

Scarlett went entirely silent. "..."

Those two sentences were like live grenades dropped directly onto Scarlett's heart, detonating with a deafening, catastrophic blast inside her chest.

Almost instantly, she exploded out of her chair, lunged across the table, and delivered a vicious, full-force slap directly across his face!

Absolute emotional slaughter...

Yardley certainly knew exactly how to push her over the edge.