He Lost Me to His Best Friend novel Chapter 243

The rest of the sentence died in his throat.

Scarlett whipped around, her eyes bloodshot and blazing with an icy fury, as if she were ready to tear him apart on the spot.

Yardley went rigid. Every defense he had lodged in his chest, ultimately twisting into a bitterly agonizing smile on his face.

Scarlett glared at him in utter disbelief, her voice trembling from sheer rage. "What... did you just say?"

Before he could open his mouth, she had grabbed him by the collar.

"Are you questioning Dawn's paternity?" She let out a cold laugh. "Yardley, do you honestly think that just because your cousin is a filthy, despicable mess, I must be the same?"

She fought back the stinging tears welling in her eyes. The wounds that had long scabbed over were now being violently ripped open, bleeding fresh.

It was agonizing. She wished she could take a knife and stab it straight through his chest right then and there.

It was an absolute character assassination. This was the most vicious, degrading insult one could throw at a woman.

How heartless, how thoroughly ignorant of who she was did Yardley have to be to spit out something so humiliating?

"I... I didn't mean it like that, Scarlett," Yardley rasped, his voice dry. "It's just that you're so cold to me, but with Julian, you're so... It makes me wonder if you two have known each other all along."

She stared into his eyes, her gaze like twin daggers sinking deep into his flesh.

Her chest heaved violently as she gasped for air, trying to suppress the suffocating feeling that threatened to rip her apart.

"Yardley, if you were half a man, you would never ask such a shameful question!"

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