He Lost Me to His Best Friend novel Chapter 306

His voice was deep and brokered no argument.

Triggered by his rejection, Sylvia sprang to her feet.

"Yardley! That bitch was practically all over Julian, and you still acknowledge her as your wife?"

"I... I don't want to just be your friend! When you get divorced, I want to be with you!"

"We aren't blood relatives anyway, what are you so afraid of? Actually, I'm a much better match for you than Scarlett... don't you think?"

As she spoke, she threw herself into his arms.

Julian's words had severely provoked her tonight.

If Julian had the guts to openly declare his intentions, then she had nothing to fear either.

She had harbored feelings for Yardley for years, but had constantly suppressed them due to their family ties.

Now, she was done pretending. She was divorced, and he was about to be.

They had a foundation, they knew everything about each other. It was just a matter of someone crossing the line.

She decided to be the one to cross it and force him to see her devotion.

But he violently shoved her away, his tone freezing over.

"Sylvia! Snap out of it! There is zero possibility of us ever being together!"

"Furthermore, I will never divorce Scarlett, and I will absolutely not hand her over to Julian on a silver platter!"

"If he dares to covet my wife, I'll make sure he becomes a despised, disgraceful homewrecker! Let's see how flawless his reputation is then!"

The fire burning inside Yardley wasn't just his lingering attachment and possessiveness over Scarlett; it was the never-ending, obsessive rivalry with Julian.

No. Unless it was a last resort, she wasn't touching that pawn.

Since Yardley refused to wake up, she had to play dirty. She would leak the video and the paternity test to the public.

Wicked flames danced in her eyes as she pulled out her phone and contacted an internet fixer she had kept on standby.

"I have a sex tape of Julian Croft and Scarlett Langley. If I sell it to you, how much..."

She walked as she spoke, entirely focused on the call.

The person on the other end was replying when she suddenly heard a faint rustle behind her.

She started to turn around.

Suddenly, a large hand shot out from the nearby bushes, clamped over her mouth, and dragged her violently into the pitch-black shadows!