He Lost Me to His Best Friend novel Chapter 171

The word "die" sent a terrifying jolt through Scarlett’s chest.

True, she hated Yardley and harbored deep resentment toward him, but after everything, she had once loved him deeply. No matter what, she didn't actually want him dead.

Seeing him collapse right in front of her had legitimately scared her.

She glanced at him lying there, then at Talia, before pulling her bestie aside.

"Talia, look at him. Do I leave, or should I stay until he wakes up?"

At her core, Talia was just as kindhearted as Scarlett. She certainly didn't wish death upon Yardley either.

Talia patted Scarlett's shoulder. "Given the circumstances, let's put the grudges aside for a second. You should probably stay and make sure he wakes up."

She then leaned in closer, lowering her voice. "Besides, you can use this chance to test if Nathan was telling the truth. What if they just made all that up to get you to stay?"

Taking the advice, Scarlett remained in the hospital room while Talia headed out.

She sat quietly from the afternoon into the evening. Without realizing it, she eventually drifted off, curling up on the small hospital cot.

The room was dead silent, save for the sound of soft, even breathing.

An unknown amount of time passed before Yardley finally opened his eyes in the dark.

Realizing he was in a hospital, he instinctively tried to get up. But as he turned to get out of bed, he spotted Scarlett curled up on the small cot, looking like a docile kitten that had finally retracted its claws.

Because the cot was too short, she had to bend her legs slightly. The dim, blue-tinted lights of the room spilled over her, tracing her slender silhouette.

A few stray strands of hair fell against her cheek, rising and falling gently with her breaths. Even in her sleep, her lips were pressed into a stubborn line, radiating a heartbreaking kind of persistence.

Yardley’s groggy mind felt as though it had been struck by lightning.

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