He Lost Me to His Best Friend novel Chapter 315

After Scarlett and Talia finished their IV drips and underwent a final round of blood work to ensure the drugs were entirely out of their systems, they were cleared for discharge. Talia's parents, heartbroken over their daughter's ordeal, insisted on driving her home to rest.

Scarlett was about to call a cab when Julian pulled up. Without a word, he signaled for her to get in and drove her home. Only after watching her safely walk through her front door did he turn the car around and leave.

Standing on her porch, Scarlett watched his taillights fade into the traffic, a faint warmth blooming in her chest. Julian wasn't a man of many words, but his actions spoke volumes. His care was always perfectly measured—never overbearing, never crossing boundaries, and never inviting unnecessary complications. She was genuinely glad to have him as a partner and a friend.

Inside, she headed straight for a hot shower, scrubbing away the exhaustion and the lingering scent of hospital antiseptic. Just as she slipped into comfortable loungewear and prepared to check on little Dawn, her phone buzzed.

The caller ID showed Madeleine Dawson, her highly respected mentor.

She answered, and Madeleine's hearty laugh came through the speaker. "Scarlett! How are you feeling? Listen, I've got a massive headache of an architectural restoration project on my hands. We're holding an emergency expert hearing to brainstorm solutions. Can you make it tomorrow?"

Ancient architecture restoration was a secondary degree Scarlett had pursued in college, entirely at Madeleine's urging. Madeleine wasn't just Julian's grandmother; she had also been Scarlett's high school art teacher. But to the rest of the world, she was the esteemed President of the Bay City Ancient Architecture Society.

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