He Lost Me to His Best Friend novel Chapter 380

In the exact moment she realized her body had been compromised, she had made a conscious decision. She would rather throw herself into Julian's arms than ever let Yardley lay another finger on her.

It was the final, lucid choice she had made.

She didn't blame Julian for what happened next. It was chaos, and he had been backed into an impossible corner.

Compared to being dragged back to Yardley's gilded cage, her survival instincts had practically shoved her into Julian's car.

Even though the actual events behind the fogged glass were a total blank to her, it didn't take a genius to guess how bad it had gotten. Julian had been the victim of circumstance. Even if boundaries had been crossed, she would never hold it against him.

And Yardley certainly had zero right to play the outraged spouse.

What kind of husband was he? Every single time her life was on the line, he actively chose Sylvia over her. Him waving around a marriage license to claim ownership of her was a sick, twisted joke.

"Do you have any idea what he did to you in that car while you were defenseless?!" Yardley couldn't believe what he was hearing. He felt like he was having a stroke. "A man gropes you when you're out of your mind, and you don't blame him? You *thank* him?!"

"Are you sure you're thanking the right person?! I was the one who risked my damn life to run those guys off the road!"

He clutched his chest, a wave of agonizing pain tearing through his ribs. He hunched over, shaking uncontrollably.

Scarlett let out a chilling, hollow laugh, finally gracing him with eye contact.

Watching him put on this theatrical display of 'the heartbroken protector' didn't stir a single ounce of sympathy in her. It just made her want to throw up.

"You risked your life to save Sylvia. Not me," she stated, her tone flat and lethal. "I never expected you to save me, Yardley. And I certainly didn't need your performative rescue mission."

"Because we are done. We have been done. All we're waiting on is the mandatory waiting period before finalization of divorce in this country."

Drawing a deep, shuddering breath, she used the last of her energy to point a trembling finger directly at the door.

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