He Lost Me to His Best Friend novel Chapter 546

She knew better than anyone that her heart was a wasteland of scar tissue. She wasn't capable of returning this kind of devotion because, as far as she was concerned, the concept of love was utterly dead to her.

Scarlett decided to leave the elephant in the room alone.

To physically dodge the topic, she dropped her gaze to the boiling pot and started aggressively shoveling beef into her mouth.

Julian watched her for a long time. He knew exactly what question had been on the tip of her tongue, and he had his answer locked and loaded.

But when she abruptly chose silence and started eating like she hadn't seen food in a decade, he instantly understood the assignment.

He didn't push. He didn't ask. He simply picked up his chopsticks and quietly transferred the best cuts of meat into her bowl.

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A high-resolution photo of Julian and Scarlett locked in an embrace arrived on Yardley's phone.

Yardley had passed out yet again, his body shutting down from severe hypoglycemia and chronic insomnia.

Lying in the sterile hospital bed, hooked up to an IV drip, he stared at the screen. The image of the two of them wrapped around each other in the smash room reflected in his dark, hollow eyes, a blizzard of pure venom swirling in his irises.

So, this was it? She was trying to legally execute him just so she could run off into the sunset with Julian Croft?

Driven by blind fury, Yardley curled his hand into a fist and slammed it into the mattress.

Standing in the corner of the room, Nathan watched the outburst in silence, instinctively holding his breath.

He picked up the empty thermos, fully intending to excuse himself to get more hot water.

But before he could reach the door, Yardley's voice—laced with pure ice and murder—stopped him dead.

"Nathan. Years ago, when my wife used to help out at the office... did she ever have direct access to the un-doctored financial ledgers?"

Nathan froze in his tracks. Swallowing hard, he answered honestly.

"Nathan, locate my wife right now. I need to see her immediately."

"And get Deputy Director Caldwell from the Bay City tax bureau on the line. Tell him if anyone files an anonymous tip against Flynn Group, he needs to bury it temporarily."

Realizing the apocalyptic stakes, Nathan didn't waste a second and got on the phone.

He quickly tracked down that Scarlett and Julian had finished lunch and headed back to Mercy International Hospital. He immediately floored the accelerator.

Since it was a private Croft family facility, Yardley still couldn't get past the front gates. And this time, he was entirely out of pride; he couldn't stomach the humiliation of calling Veronica Thorne to escort him in like a stray dog again.

So, he waited by the perimeter.

It didn't take long. Through the wrought-iron gates, he spotted Scarlett walking out of the main entrance.

But she wasn't alone. She was surrounded by an entire entourage—