He Lost Me to His Best Friend novel Chapter 301

Yardley's sharp eyes instantly swept over, glaring at Sylvia with unmistakable displeasure.

"I said, what kind of rumors are you spinning in the middle of the night now?"

His resentment toward her had been building for days. Trapped in this hospital room, his mind had replayed the events surrounding the birth of Scarlett's baby over and over again.

If Sylvia hadn't taken a tumble on the very day Scarlett went into labor, forcing an emergency C-section, he wouldn't have been stuck in Country A. He would have flown back immediately to be by his wife's side.

And then there was Sylvia's endless drama during her postpartum recovery—one day crying over nightmares, the next threatening suicide over postpartum depression, constantly begging him not to leave. Because of her, he had missed Scarlett's entire postpartum recovery period.

Thinking back on it now...

His shattered friendship with Julian and his broken marriage with Scarlett were heavily tied to Sylvia.

Things had escalated to this point, and she had just stirred up a massive disaster with the Croft family, leaving him with a series of catastrophic messes to clean up. Honestly, if it weren't for their childhood bond, he wouldn't even want to look at her.

But against all expectations, Sylvia pulled out her phone, opened a video, and hit play right in front of him.

Leaning against the headboard, Yardley cast a casual glance at the screen. In just one second, his dark eyes sank into an icy abyss.

He snatched the phone from her hand, his gaze glued to the screen.

In a matter of seconds, his expression violently shifted—from confusion to shock, from shock to fury, and finally, to an overwhelming, volcanic hatred.

His knuckles turned white as if he might crush the device. His eyes were bloodshot.

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