Hearing Clarissa's words, Yardley instantly felt a fraction of the crushing weight lift from his shoulders.
He had been shouldering all the conflict and chaos on his own lately, and he was genuinely reaching his breaking point. Handling the Flynn Group's multinational operations was nowhere near as exhausting as dealing with this family drama.
He was now experiencing firsthand the lethal destructiveness of a volatile, imploding household.
More than anything, he regretted how much he had neglected and dismissed Scarlett. He was the one who had driven such an understanding, considerate wife to this unhinged, scorched-earth state.
"Clarissa, I'm so glad you feel this way."
"If you can help resolve this and stop Scarlett from divorcing me... if you can just get her to bring Dawn home so we can be a family again, I promise I'll make major concessions to you on the company's future decisions."
Yardley gripped his older sister's hands gratefully, his emotions a turbulent mess.
Clarissa looked at him. "As long as Mom draws a hard line with Sylvia, and you keep your distance from her, I think Scarlett... might still consider working things out with you. After all, you two share a child now."
"If you really don't want a divorce, you need to get your head on straight. You have to find a way to make it up to her and the baby, and you need to ice Sylvia out."
"In my opinion, ninety-nine percent of this family's dysfunction isn't because of Scarlett's temper. It's because you and Mom lack boundaries and always take Sylvia's side."
After delivering that cold, hard truth, Clarissa turned and walked into Corinne's hospital room.
Yardley stood frozen in place. It felt as if a gunshot had gone off right next to his ear. His brain was buzzing, but the sudden blast of clarity was undeniable.
Julian had told him something similar. Gordon had said it too. But he hadn't absorbed a single word back then.
He had genuinely failed to understand what he had done wrong to make Scarlett lash out so viciously. But hearing Clarissa's razor-sharp analysis and pairing it with Scarlett's recent behavior, a sickening realization washed over him... she was right.
When Clarissa walked into the room, Corinne had just woken up.

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