Three Years Forgotten, Why Go Crazy When I Say Goodbye? novel Chapter 24

Willow couldn't make heads or tails of the random message. Too lazy to even think about it, she simply swiped and deleted it.

Five minutes later, Julian contacted her again, but this time he called.

As soon as the line connected, he spoke coldly. "Didn't you see my text?"

Willow didn't want to fight with him. "I saw it."

"You saw it and you didn't reply?"

"What address?"

"What do you think? Didn't you ask Genevieve for this yesterday?"

Reminded by him, Willow finally recalled that Genevieve had indeed mentioned having her and Julian go back to the estate together. But because she hadn't wanted to go, she hadn't taken the matter to heart.

"I didn't ask Genevieve for anything, and I don't need it. I don't need you to pick me up, and I won't be sending you my address."

"What, did you think I was going to pick you up personally?" Julian sharply caught the wording in her sentence and immediately began to mock her. "You really are overthinking it. Of course, I'm sending a driver."

Willow couldn't be bothered to argue with him. "Then don't send a driver."

"Willow, don't you think you're overacting?" Julian sneered. "You need to know when to stop playing games. You don't have what it takes to make me pick you up myself."

Willow had absolutely no idea how his mind jumped to that conclusion. She spoke in a cold voice. "I never thought that."

In the past, she wouldn't have dared to. In the future, she wouldn't need to.

He was a man who, after three years of marriage, didn't even know her home address. She wanted absolutely nothing to do with him from now on.

"Suit yourself."

With that, Julian hung up the phone.

Toby was exceptionally good at acting sweet and charming. He kept calling out "Grandpa" and "Grandma," coaxing laughter out of everyone. The atmosphere was incredibly harmonious, leaving Willow as the sole person excluded from the warmth.

But she didn't mind. Back when she actually cared about Julian, she used to worry that his family wouldn't like her. Now, to her, they were nothing more than strangers.

Besides, she came here today knowing that once she divorced Julian, she would never come back. She just wanted to use this opportunity to see Genevieve one last time.

Soon, Genevieve walked out. She was leaning heavily on a cane, and a few coughs escaped her as she walked. She didn't look well.

The moment she spotted Willow, she smiled and waved her over.

Willow walked over and held her hand. "Genevieve."

Genevieve looked at her, her voice aching with affection. "How did you tire yourself out like this? It must have been so hard for you in Seattle these past few years, wasn't it?"

Before Willow could even open her mouth to reply, Susannah immediately chimed in with a sarcastic tone. "Tired? She just ate too much. Can't you see how much weight she's put on? Ruining herself like this at such a young age, it's truly a sin."