He Lost Me to His Best Friend novel Chapter 196

His gaze fell on the tips of Scarlett's hair, which were still dripping wet. He frowned slightly, his tone carrying an undeniable warmth and concern.

"I'll go make you some ginger tea to warm you up."

Scarlett was indeed feeling sticky and miserable, so she didn't argue. She took the clothes and headed into the bathroom.

The bathroom was elegantly designed, and the air held a light, fresh fragrance—a mix of freesia and pine that inexplicably eased her tense nerves.

When Scarlett stepped out of the shower, Julian was standing at the counter of the open kitchen.

Through the gaps in the wooden blinds, she watched as he rolled up the sleeves of his white button-down, revealing his toned forearms.

He was looking down, stirring something in an enamel pot. His expression was focused and serene, as if the domestic task had somehow become an art form in his hands.

Before long, an exquisite blue-and-white porcelain bowl was placed in front of her.

"Drink it while it's hot."

Julian handed her a spoon, his voice clear. "I added brown sugar and a poached egg. It'll help if your stomach hurts."

Scarlett was, in fact, absolutely starving.

She scooped up the poached egg and took a bite. The sweet and spicy flavor instantly bloomed on her tongue, and a comforting warmth slid down her throat and settled in her stomach.

Her fingers tightened slightly around the bowl, her eyelashes fluttering. When she looked up at Julian, a complex emotion flashed in her eyes.

"Thank you, Julian," she said softly.

Julian sat down across from her, holding a cup of plain tea. He hadn't touched any ginger tea himself.

He looked at Scarlett, his gaze clear and open.

"Scarlett, it's your body."

His tone was light, but carried an undeniable sincerity.

"I accepted your brother's request to look after you. It's my responsibility. To him, I'm like family, so there's no need to treat me like a stranger."

He paused, his eyes resting on Scarlett's pale profile, and his voice softened.

"Your brother said you've had a hard time these past few years. Now that I'm back in Bay City, I'm not going to let anyone mistreat you."

"So, Scarlett, you don't have to walk on eggshells around me. You can treat me just like your brother."

Scarlett's head snapped up, her eyes meeting his deep, ocean-like gaze.

In that instant, her heart gave a sudden, aching twinge, a mix of sourness and deep gratitude.

She opened her mouth to say something, but ended up just pressing her lips together. Her eyes grew slightly red, and she gave a soft, "Mhm."

A wave of warmth slowly spread through her chest... She was just starting to feel completely safe when, suddenly, a violent pounding erupted at the front door.