Three Years Forgotten, Why Go Crazy When I Say Goodbye? novel Chapter 305

Silas's deep, magnetic voice pulled her right out of her spiraling thoughts. She snapped back to reality and waved her hands frantically in refusal. "No, no, absolutely not!"

"Why not?" Silas looked genuinely perplexed. "Didn't you just say you liked it?"

Willow sighed in exasperation. "Just because I like something doesn't mean I have to own it."

"Why wouldn't it?" Silas truly couldn't grasp the concept. In his world, if you wanted something, you claimed it. Especially if it was something she wanted.

Willow couldn't hold back anymore. "Mr. Thorne, please stop joking around."

"You think I'm joking?" His easy demeanor vanished, replaced by a fierce intensity. "Every word I say to you is the absolute truth."

His intense sincerity only made Willow feel more unmoored. They were boss and employee—why on earth would he buy her something so outrageously expensive?

But seeing the hard, serious set of his jaw, she decided not to argue. No matter how indulgent a boss was, they rarely appreciated being openly contradicted.

So, she smoothly pivoted. "Do we have anything to eat on board? I rushed out this morning and skipped breakfast."

Silas's expression shifted instantly. The intense billionaire vanished, replaced immediately by a man radiating pure, anxious concern. He was normally a man of ice, keeping his emotions locked away behind an impenetrable wall. But around her, every one of his rules seemed to shatter.

"Of course. Come with me."

He guided her into the dining cabin. The lighting was warm and intimate. Fine bone china and polished silverware were meticulously arranged on the table in front of plush leather seats. It felt exactly like stepping into an exclusive, five-star restaurant.

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