He Lost Me to His Best Friend novel Chapter 915

Veronica spotted Scarlett and Julian through the crowd. Desperate to divert the cameras away from her swollen face, she pointed furiously in their direction.

"Stop filming me! Go interview them!"

"Ask Julian what it feels like to be a stepdad! Ask Scarlett what it's like settling for her second marriage!"

"Oh, and wish them luck having kids! I heard Julian is impotent anyway!"

Consumed by a toxic, blinding jealousy, Veronica lost her mind, shrieking baseless slander for the entire world to hear.

Hearing the promise of sensational gossip, the pack of reporters instantly pivoted, sprinting toward Scarlett and Julian like a pack of starving wolves.

"Run," Julian muttered.

He had always despised the spotlight and had zero interest in entertaining a tabloid circus. He tightened his grip on Scarlett's hand, and the two of them sprinted toward his parked SUV.

They threw themselves into the car, slamming the doors shut just a second before the reporters swarmed the vehicle, slapping their hands against the tinted glass.

Scarlett let out a breathless laugh, sinking into the leather seat. "These reporters are insane. It reminds me of the mob that cornered us in that toxic town."

Julian chuckled softly, keeping one hand on the steering wheel while his right hand found hers, interlacing their fingers.

"Occupational hazard. We don't have to like it, but we have to respect their hustle."

Scarlett looked over at him, her heart softening. "You're always like this. So grounded. So understanding."

Julian's lips curved into a wicked smirk. "Yeah? Do you like that about me, Honey?"

The sudden, effortless way he called her 'Honey' sent a flutter through her chest. It still felt new, but she reminded herself that she needed to step into this reality. From this moment on, they weren't just colleagues or partners surviving a crisis. They were husband and wife.

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