Three Years Forgotten, Why Go Crazy When I Say Goodbye? novel Chapter 434

Silas noticed her sudden shift in demeanor. Assuming she was feeling unwell, he quickly asked, "What's wrong? Do you feel sick?"

Willow shook her head, her face still flushed as she awkwardly muttered, "Why didn't you tell me you were out?"

Silas paused. It had never occurred to him that Willow would care about his whereabouts, so he hadn't bothered mentioning it. He was currently in Seattle attending a critical government summit as the keynote guest. The networking event was still in full swing.

Misinterpreting her embarrassment, he assumed she was checking up on him. Thrilled by the idea, he enthusiastically launched into a detailed breakdown of his entire itinerary. He even promised to update her on his exact location moving forward.

Willow found the explanation entirely baffling. She had zero intention of tracking his movements. She was just mortified that she had forced him to listen to her ramble about a rustic inn in front of a room full of important people.

"If I knew you were busy, I wouldn't have talked your ear off," she groaned in frustration.

"Why does it matter?" Silas looked genuinely confused. "What's the difference if I'm at home or out?"

Either way, he was always going to answer her call on the first ring.

"There's a huge difference!" Willow wanted to explain further, but knowing he was at an event, she immediately bit her tongue.

"Never mind," she finally decided. "Go back to work. I'm hanging up."

Assuming she was just tired from the trip, Silas didn't push. He reminded her to get some sleep and ended the call.

The moment the screen went black, Silas slipped the phone back into his suit jacket. The rare, tender softness that had just graced his eyes vanished in an instant, receding like the tide to leave behind his usual distant, commanding, and untouchable aura.

Just as he looked up, a low, good-natured chuckle sounded beside him.

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