He Lost Me to His Best Friend novel Chapter 128

Julian clapped him on the shoulder.

“Sylvia was the one who ordered the nanny to drug my son. Your precious cousin isn't as innocent as you think.”

Leaving it at that, Julian turned and stepped onto the elevator.

Looking at the man who used to be his most trusted brother, Julian felt a shadow fall over his heart—an indescribable sense of alienation.

In the past, there was never any romantic entanglements between them and the women in their lives.

They had endless topics to discuss, absolute loyalty, and a deep mutual understanding. But now, that entire dynamic had been tainted.

If Julian hadn't trusted Yardley's character so deeply, and if Yardley hadn't constantly vouched for the girl he'd practically raised, Julian never would have entered into that marriage so blindly.

In the end, he trusted the wrong friend, married the wrong woman, and willingly threw himself into a bottomless pit.

Now that he knew it was a trap, he had no intention of staying, but tearing himself out of this marriage would be a massive, messy ordeal that would shake the foundations of both their families.

Standing in the elevator, Julian felt as heavy as a mountain. It felt as if the elevator itself couldn't bear his weight, groaning as it descended.

Yardley stood frozen in the hallway.

His brain stalled. Julian's words carried too much weight, and it took him a long time to finally digest them.

Sylvia ordered the nanny to give Caleb the sleeping pills?

How was that possible?

How could Sylvia ever do something like that?

She... Yardley's thoughts spun out of control. Exuding a chilling aura, he bolted toward Caleb's hospital room.

Sylvia, her eyes rimmed with red, stepped forward and tried to offer Caleb to him.

Yardley instinctively stepped back, waving his hands. “Don't. I'm getting over a cold, and I haven't sanitized. Where's the spray? Let me sanitize before I get too close. I don't want to get Caleb sick.”

“Right here. Let me.”

Sylvia eagerly grabbed the sanitizer bottle and sprayed him down from head to toe.

Only then did Yardley walk in fully, pulling a chair up by the bed to sit down, though he kept his distance from the baby. His expression was grim.

“Yardley, what's wrong?” Sylvia noticed his dark mood, her heart doing a nervous flip.

“I ran into Julian by the elevators just now. He told me a few things.”

As Yardley's slow, measured words hung in the air, all the color instantly drained from both Sylvia and Gwen's faces.