He Lost Me to His Best Friend novel Chapter 28

She would compromise on absolutely anything for Dawn. She didn't care if she looked ugly, unkempt, miserable, exhausted, or utterly pathetic. None of that mattered as long as her daughter was healthy and safe.

Scarlett set up the breast pump with practiced, almost robotic precision. The agonizing pain of engorgement had been unbearable at first, but now, it was just another part of her routine.

She was a mother now. She had a precious baby of her own. Just thinking about her daughter's sweet little face made Scarlett's rigid expression soften automatically.

After putting Dawn to sleep, Yardley quietly pushed open the bedroom door. In the dim lighting, Scarlett sat in a pale pink loungewear set. Her once sharp, cropped haircut had grown out a bit, the soft strands framing her face and brushing just over her brows.

Perhaps it was the glow of motherhood, but her normally cold, calculating features looked incredibly tender in the soft light. It was as if a delicate veil had draped over her, smoothing out her sharp edges and revealing a breathtaking, fragile beauty he had never seen before.

She was lost in thought, her gaze focused and gentle, radiating an intrinsic peace and contentment that he had never witnessed in her before.

In that moment, something invisible slammed into Yardley's chest, and a completely foreign thrill rippled through his heart.

"Are you done? Do you need a hand?" Yardley walked toward her, his magnetic voice remarkably soft.

Jerked out of her reverie, Scarlett instinctively scrambled to cover herself with her top, her eyes wide with panic. "Why... why didn't you knock?"

Yardley chuckled, a doting look in his eyes, and crouched down in front of her. "Scarlett, I've seen every inch of you. Are you really getting shy in front of your own husband?"

He sat beside her and pulled out a long glass display box. "I had someone track down a hundred-year-old wild red ginseng root to help you recover your strength. You can't just buy this with money. I had to pull a lot of strings to get my hands on it."

Scarlett looked down. Through the dim light, she saw a thick, perfectly preserved ginseng root resting on bright yellow silk inside the premium glass case. It almost looked vaguely human in shape and practically radiated quality. It was undeniably a top-tier luxury item.

The doctor had warned Scarlett that her body was severely depleted, leaving her prone to dizzy spells and fainting, and had recommended red ginseng to help her bounce back. Scarlett had asked around and even reached out to out-of-state colleagues, but she had only ever managed to find small, processed slices that did absolutely nothing.

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