Three Years Forgotten, Why Go Crazy When I Say Goodbye? novel Chapter 615

After shouting, he whipped his head around, staring urgently at Willow. His eyes were full of unhinged desperation as he rushed to smear Silas's name. "Willow, don't trust him. Silas is ruthless and manipulative, far darker than you could ever imagine. You have no idea what he does behind the scenes! He's the one throwing Vivienne into prison, and he hired people to torture and punish her every single day. He is brutal and heartless. Do not be fooled by his gentle act!"

Hearing this, the aura surrounding Silas instantly plummeted to freezing.

He had originally planned to find the right moment to slowly confess to Willow about how he handled Vivienne. He hadn't wanted her to think he was overly cruel or become wary of him, and he definitely hadn't wanted to drag her into the dirt of these ugly conflicts.

Now, having it suddenly blurted out in public by Julian, Silas's heart clenched tight. A subtle trace of nervousness and anxiety hid in the depths of his eyes. He was genuinely afraid—terrified that Willow would be repulsed by his extreme methods and grow to fear him.

But in the very next second, Willow's expression remained perfectly calm. She simply stated, "Of course I know. Vivienne stole my research, forged her identity, intentionally framed me, and committed countless crimes. Every single one is a felony. She ended up exactly where she belongs. She brought this all on herself."

Her gaze was clear and unwavering. Gripping Silas's hand tightly, her tone grew even more resolute. "As far as I'm concerned, Silas showed her mercy. Her punishment was entirely too light."

Those few simple words instantly left both men frozen in place, utterly stunned.

Silas had never expected her to defend him. In an instant, his tightly wound heart settled, and the surging anxiety completely dissipated, replaced by an overwhelming wave of deep affection and tenderness in his eyes.

All his worries, insecurities, and fears vanished into thin air. Because Willow stood by his side unconditionally, understood his decisions, and trusted all his choices.

Julian, on the other hand, was completely blindsided. He felt like he didn't even recognize the Willow standing in front of him. He had fully expected her to side with him, to condemn Silas's cruelty, but instead, she fiercely defended him.

His Adam's apple bobbed as he forced the words out of his tight throat. "You've changed, Willow. You've really changed."

Willow stared at him coldly. "People have to move forward. No one is going to stand still forever, just waiting to be hurt and never changing."

As she spoke, she kept a firm grip on Silas's hand, and it was this exact movement that finally drew Julian's attention to the diamond ring on her finger.

The breathtaking, massive blue diamond ring caught the morning light, refracting a dazzling, icy brilliance that practically stung his eyes.

Julian completely broke down, shedding every last ounce of his pride and dignity. Tears rolled down his face uncontrollably as he stood there looking thoroughly pathetic, sobbing and begging, "No... Willow, please don't marry him. Please, just look back at me. I know I was wrong. I swear I'll do everything in my power to treat you right, to make up for all the pain I caused you. Please, just give me one last chance..."

Willow looked down at his wretched, sobbing state, her eyes holding nothing but biting mockery. "So what? Just because you suddenly realized your mistakes and feel sorry, I'm supposed to drop all the trauma you put me through, forgive you, and run right back into your arms?"

"Julian, no one in this world is going to wait around forever for you to suddenly see the light and play the repentant prodigal. My life is stable now, and I am incredibly happy. From now on, please disappear from my life and never bother me again."

With those absolute, final words, Willow didn't spare him another glance. She linked her arm tightly with Silas's and turned to walk away.

"I won't allow it!" Julian, his eyes bloodshot, tried to lunge forward like a madman, only to be blocked by Silas.

Silas turned around, staring down from his commanding height at the pathetic, wailing man on the ground. His voice was bone-chillingly cold, every word carrying a lethal warning. "Listen to me very carefully, Julian. From this day forward, Willow is the woman I am spending the rest of my life with. She is my future wife. If you ever dare to harass her again, I will absolutely not hold back."