He Lost Me to His Best Friend novel Chapter 495

Three kiwis found their targets with dead-eye precision, smacking squarely into the women's faces. Thick, vibrant green juice immediately trickled down their perfectly contoured cheeks.

In an instant, their glowing complexions were stained an absurd, comical shade of green, leaving them looking utterly pathetic.

Melanie stared down at her ruined designer suit, the sticky mess completely destroying the expensive fabric. In a flash, her fury obliterated any last shred of reason.

She shrieked hysterically at Scarlett. "Scarlett! You... you absolute psycho! I'll tear you apart! I've had it!"

Before the words had even fully left her mouth, she lunged forward like an out-of-control lioness.

But she hadn't even made it two steps before she slammed hard into a solid wall of muscle.

Julian stood tall and unyielding, planting himself like an immovable mountain in front of Scarlett.

He glared down at the woman, his eyes sharp and radiating a suffocating, icy pressure.

Melanie was forced to screech to a halt. Staring up at Julian, she was so intimidated by his lethal aura that she froze in her tracks, not daring to advance another inch.

Julian's voice was frigid, suppressing a rolling fury. "She is not only your own niece but an innocent life. And you actually have the audacity to curse her? Melanie, you disgust me."

Melanie looked at him, instinctively trying to defend herself, but her voice trembled with underlying guilt. "Am... am I wrong? Look at everything that's happened since that kid was born! If she's not a curse, what is she?"

The moment those words left her mouth, Scarlett's last thread of patience snapped. She grabbed an entire container of sliced watermelon and smashed it directly into Melanie's face.

"A curse? You dare call my daughter a curse?!" Scarlett seethed.

"The only reason she's suffered so much is because she's shackled to you selfish, toxic Flynns!"

"And while you're at it, you'd better inform every single member of your family to make time and get down to this hospital for a bone marrow match!"

"From the day Dawn was born, your family hasn't lifted a single finger for her! You love to claim she's your daughter, Yardley? Well, now it's time for the Flynns to actually step up and not stall my daughter's treatment!"

Hearing this, Melanie—who had just been frantically scrubbing the fruit pulp off her face with a tissue—stiffened.

A second later, she shrieked in outrage. "A match? What bone marrow match?! Why should our whole family have to get tested?"

"I won't do it! I absolutely refuse to cooperate! Extracting bone marrow sounds horrifying! There's no way I'm agreeing to that!" she shot the idea down on the spot.

In her mind, the child Scarlett had given birth to had absolutely no emotional ties to the Flynn family, and there was zero chance she was going to waste her precious stem cells to save her.