He Lost Me to His Best Friend novel Chapter 853

Julian took a deep breath, as if summoning every ounce of courage he possessed. His voice was soft but laden with gravity.

"Am I... the right person for you?"

He tried to sound casual, but his eyes betrayed a swirling storm of nervous anticipation.

Scarlett looked at him, her gaze tracing the handsome lines of his face. Then, with utter sincerity, she gave a firm nod.

"Yes."

One word. Simple, yet earth-shattering.

Julian froze for a split second before a radiant, breathtaking smile broke across his face. He caught the absolute certainty in her voice.

For him, that single word was better than a thousand declarations of love. His joy was so infectious it seemed to warm the very air between them.

Seeing his reaction, a tender chord struck within Scarlett, and she couldn't help but mirror his bright smile.

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The memorial service was held on Saturday at one of Bay City's most exclusive private estates.

Yardley had stayed true to his word. Not only did he foot the entire bill, but he also meticulously oversaw every detail. Instead of the traditional, somber black-and-white decor, the venue was awash with sunflowers and lilies of the valley—Scarlett's absolute favorites.

A faint, sweet floral scent drifted through the air, mingling with the haunting, melancholic melody of a live cello. The atmosphere was solemn, respectful, and incredibly elegant.

Yardley offered a bitter, self-deprecating smile. The sheer weight of his loss was suffocating him. Lately, his mind had been a relentless reel of everything Scarlett had ever done for him, leaving him drowning in regret.

Days ago, he had informed his family about his plans for the memorial and his intention to safeguard Scarlett's inheritance for Dawn.

Predictably, the entire family had erupted in outrage. Corinne had practically screamed the house down, calling him a naive fool.

He had wavered briefly—the Flynn Group was bleeding money, after all. But the thought of touching the assets Scarlett had left for their daughter made him sick to his stomach. He knew he'd never be able to live with himself.

So, he had decided to keep the details of this service a secret from his family. He simply wanted to gather Scarlett's friends, colleagues, and loved ones to give her a proper farewell. It was the least he could do after everything.

To prevent any drama, he hadn't told his family where the memorial was taking place.