He Lost Me to His Best Friend novel Chapter 852

"If that weren't the case, I'd probably be chained to that toxic marriage for the rest of my life, with no way out," Julian admitted, his eyes filled with profound relief.

His words reminded Scarlett of a brilliant musician whose career had imploded a few years back. His situation had been eerily similar to Julian's.

The man had come from a good family, possessed incredible talent, and had built a spotless reputation. But then, his ex-wife had launched a vicious smear campaign online, destroying his life's work overnight. Even worse, she had weaponized their children against him, forcing him to surrender most of his assets and pay astronomical alimony.

Even though he eventually won his defamation lawsuits and cleared his name, the shadow of that disastrous marriage would haunt him forever. His children had become the very leverage his ex-wife used to hold his life hostage.

If Sylvia hadn't been so reckless, if she had actually been carrying a Croft heir, Julian could have easily been destroyed by a woman just like that.

Marriage really was a gamble—pick the wrong person, and you could end up in hell.

Scarlett gazed at Julian, feeling a profound sense of gratitude that he had escaped. She leaned in and wrapped her arms around him, a soft laugh escaping her lips. "Thank God you navigated the storm. I suppose fate does look out for the good ones in the end."

Julian instinctually held her tight, as if afraid to let her go. "You know... ever since I met you, I've started to think that maybe going through a terrible marriage wasn't entirely a curse."

Scarlett blinked, intrigued. "How so?"

He gently lifted her chin, his thumb brushing softly against her jawline. "You only truly appreciate the right person when you've survived the wrong one."

"When we went into our first marriages, we were flying blind. We had no point of reference."

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