Three Years Forgotten, Why Go Crazy When I Say Goodbye? novel Chapter 160

He had practically begged for the answer, and now he was furious that he got it.

There was no universe where Silas wouldn't be furious. She had just declared that man to be the most important person in her life, claiming that there was no separation between them. Just hearing the words made him want to erase that man from the face of the earth immediately.

But his hands were tied, and he couldn't actually do it. After all, they were the ones legally bound together. What right did he have to interfere? Not to mention, she was clearly so hopelessly in love with him.

Silas's heart was violently torn in two. One half screamed at him to just lay all his cards on the table, to use his immense wealth and power to forcibly tear her away from her husband. If he truly wanted to do it, absolutely no one could stop him. But the other half reminded him that this wasn't how you loved someone. True love meant respecting her, understanding her, and prioritizing her happiness above all else. As for himself, he could endure being a colleague, a friend, or even a total stranger, as long as she found the happiness she deserved.

He remained silent for a long time. Willow didn't dare ask, merely watching him quietly, marveling once again at just how absurdly handsome the man in front of her was. His broad shoulders, his towering height, the devastatingly aristocratic aura he carried—especially now, cloaked in silence, his presence felt even more chillingly imposing. Even though Willow was a bit intimidated, she had to admit that in this moment, he exuded a suffocatingly intense, restrained sexual tension. It was no wonder half the young women in the office openly joked about wanting to have his babies.

She almost...

"Forget it. You can go."

Silas abruptly spoke, shattering Willow's train of thought. She blinked, confused. "Right now?"

"Yes." Silas turned his back to her, refusing to look. He was terrified that if he stared at her for even one second longer, he wouldn't be able to suppress the torrential flood of dark, possessive thoughts clawing at his mind.

"But you never told me why you asked me in here."

"It's nothing. Just a casual chat."

But they hadn't actually chatted about anything, aside from a few cryptic comments about her social media post.

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