He Lost Me to His Best Friend novel Chapter 961

Dead silence settled over the room.

Sunlight spilled through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the office, casting a glow over Scarlett's slightly trembling shoulders and illuminating the faint glisten of tears she refused to let fall.

She had kept these words buried in her heart for far too long.

During the countless sleepless nights before their divorce, through every moment of crushing grievance and isolated despair, she had wanted to ask Yardley one simple question: *Did you ever realize what you did wrong?*

But back then, her words carried no weight. She had no right to demand answers. And the Yardley of the past—arrogant, conceited, and entirely self-absorbed—had been incapable of self-reflection.

Now, the tables had completely turned.

Standing behind her was Julian, the power of the Croft Group, and the unwavering support of her brother, Zachary. She had a family who loved and cherished her. She possessed all the leverage, confidence, and strength she would ever need.

Asking the question now wasn't a hysterical demand for justice. It was just the wistful sigh of a woman seeking closure after the dust had settled.

Julian knew this was the one conversation Scarlett needed to put her past with Yardley to rest. Without a word, he quietly stepped aside, giving them the space they needed.

Yardley stared at Scarlett's reddened eyes. The realization that she could still feel even a ripple of emotion over their shared history gripped his heart like a vice, making it impossible to breathe.

He stood frozen, his posture as tight as a drawn bowstring, his throat working hard as he swallowed.

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