Betrayed by Blood: My Second Life as a Queen novel Chapter 405

So the very genius who had just utterly blown his mind was none other than Willow—the woman he had treated like absolute garbage?!

What kind of sick cosmic joke was this?

His hands dropped limply to his sides, a storm of fiercely conflicting emotions swirling in his eyes.

Noticing his strange reaction, Mrs. Halloway asked gently, "Mr. Ellwood? Is something wrong? Would you like me to summon her for you?"

Ethan snapped back to reality. His breathing was rapid and shallow. If he went crawling to Willow now, it would mean completely surrendering in their little standoff.

He had just publicly blasted her a few hours ago. He couldn't just tuck his tail between his legs and beg her to come back. Impossible!

...He absolutely refused to swallow his pride!

There was no way Willow would willingly throw away a golden ticket like The Celestial Composition Project!

She would definitely come crawling back to him!

She had to!

Ethan gritted his teeth and spat out, "No need."

He immediately spun on his heel and stormed back to his workstation.

But his mind was a complete mess. He couldn't stop his eyes from darting over to Willow, desperately hoping to catch a glimpse of panic or regret on her face.

But throughout the entire afternoon, her expression remained perfectly serene. She just sat there in total relaxation, sharing a pair of headphones with Caspian as they listened to something together.

Ethan couldn't control his spiraling thoughts. He kept wondering what the hell they were listening to. Was it a new arrangement? Would it fit the project?

The more he thought about it, the more it gnawed at him.

He rarely found musicians worthy of his admiration. Why, out of all the people in the world, did the creator of that breathtaking masterpiece have to be Willow?

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