He Lost Me to His Best Friend novel Chapter 642

Hearing Talia's relatively steady voice, Scarlett felt a fraction of her anxiety ease, though she continued to issue strict instructions.

"No matter how that guy tries to contact you or what he says, do not believe a single word."

"Remember what I said. While you're at the airport, stick close to Neil. Don't go anywhere else, and ignore anyone who tries to talk to you. And... keep me on the line the entire time."

"Don't panic, Talia. I promise I won't let anything happen to you! Remember my words—I will absolutely not let anything happen to you!"

By the time she repeated the promise, Scarlett’s voice was choked with emotion, trembling slightly. She gripped her phone tightly, tears welling in her eyes, overwhelmed by a heavy, suffocating wave of guilt.

Knowing that her own past actions had indirectly led to Gordon Wyatt’s car accident and now put Talia in such terrifying danger felt like hundreds of needles piercing her skin. It was unbearable.

"I know, Scarlett. Please don't cry."

"It's my fault for being so naive and trusting a stranger so easily. Thank God you were looking out for me, or I would have been completely screwed."

"It's fine, really. I just wasted some money on plane tickets, right? No big deal. Don't be upset. I'll be home soon. Just stay on the line—I'm heading to find Neil right now."

Talia's panic was real, but hearing Scarlett cry snapped her into a protective mode. It was like waking up from a trance. Thinking back on how irrationally obsessed she had been with this online romance left a bitter taste in her mouth. Her own foolishness was the reason Scarlett was so terrified.

Keeping Scarlett on speaker, Talia quickly navigated her way toward the VIP exit, just as instructed.

Walking through the unfamiliar foreign airport, a deep sense of unease washed over her. She forced herself to stay calm as she finally reached the VIP arrivals area.

Several people were waiting around the exit.

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