Three Years Forgotten, Why Go Crazy When I Say Goodbye? novel Chapter 249

The men practically fell over themselves nodding. "Of course, of course. Don't worry about us, take care of your business."

Once Julian was out of earshot, they watched him walk away and muttered among themselves. "I thought he couldn't stand Willow? The rumor was he's despised her since the day they got married. Why did he just bite our heads off for suggesting she be disciplined?"

"Who knows? The man is impossible to read. If you ask me, neither he nor that Vivienne are a walk in the park. God knows what kind of scandal is brewing there. I say we just keep our heads down and stay out of their mess."

"You're not wrong. And honestly, looking at little Toby... he doesn't look a thing like Julian. Who knows what the real story is there."

On the cab ride back, Willow was wrestling with one thought: should she text Silas?

She kept opening their chat and closing it again, agonizing over the decision, before finally deciding she shouldn't bother him.

But the very second she closed the app, her phone lit up with a call from Silas.

She answered, and his first words were, "Was it really that hard of a decision?"

Willow blinked. "Huh?"

"The chat screen," Silas said, a hint of amused frustration in his voice. "It said 'typing...' for ages, but the message never actually came through."

Willow finally understood. The app did show a typing indicator, but there was a catch—the other person had to actually have the conversation open to see it.

They hadn't been texting. So why did he have their chat open? The answer was obvious: Silas had been staring at his screen the whole time, waiting for her.

"What were you trying to say?" he asked.

"Nothing major. I just wanted to ask if you had left the hospital yet."

"I left," Silas answered smoothly.

A sudden pang of disappointment hit Willow's chest, though she didn't have any right to complain. She was the one who had told him to leave if he had things to do.

"You're at my place?" Willow was stunned. "Why didn't you tell me?"

Silas would have, but she had walked off with that Sinclair bastard without a backward glance. He hadn't thought telling her would change anything.

"When did you get there?" Willow was still reeling.

"Just now." In reality, he had been waiting for hours.

"Is everything okay? Do you urgently need to talk to me about something?"

Some things just couldn't be said over the phone. Silas thought for a moment. "Let's just talk when you get here."

"Okay, give me a little bit. I'm already in a cab, I'll be there soon."