Three Years Forgotten, Why Go Crazy When I Say Goodbye? novel Chapter 530

The moment Jayden left, Vivienne sprinted into the bathroom.

That suffocating, nauseating sensation felt like slime glued to her skin, seeping through her clothes. She twisted the faucet as far as it would go, the roar of the water echoing through the tiled room.

Vivienne hastily tore off her clothes. Scalding water mixed with thick white steam poured over her, turning her skin raw and red, but she felt entirely numb to the heat.

She gripped a rough loofah and scrubbed her neck, arms, and wrists with a punishing, repetitive force. The pressure bordered on self-mutilation. She didn't stop even when her skin burned, turned crimson, and throbbed with pain.

The memory of Jayden's oppressive proximity and his vile touch replayed in her mind in vivid detail. It acted like a jagged needle, violently bursting the seal on the nightmares she had tried so desperately to lock away.

Shadow Creek Grotto... the freezing wind... the desolate mountain wilderness... and those two repulsive strangers...

The humiliation and terror she had fought so hard to bury—pretending none of it had ever happened—surged back to the surface. It coiled around her limbs, suffocating her and sending a violent churn of nausea through her stomach.

She had spent the last few weeks trying with all her might to act normal, forcing herself to block out the memory. But Jayden's unannounced visit had completely shattered her fragile illusion of peace.

She had already fallen so far, and yet these men still felt they could trample all over her.

Vivienne's head pounded mercilessly. Her grievances, her disgrace, her fury, and her despair all twisted together into a pure, concentrated hatred directed at one single person—Willow.

It was Willow. It was all that despicable woman's fault!

"Okay."

After Vivienne finished drying her hair, Susannah spoke up again. "When I was coming up, I saw the front desk log. They said a man came up here to see you earlier? Is that true?"

Vivienne's fingers stiffened, a sharp spike of panic hitting her chest. "Oh, yes. Just a regular coworker. He dropped off some case files and left immediately."

"You're in the hospital. Why are you even looking at case files?" Susannah's face turned stern. She reached out and patted Vivienne's arm, her tone heavy with unspoken meaning. "Your health is what matters most. Julian is holding down the Sinclair Group, so you don't need to exhaust yourself. Just focus on managing the household. Besides, as a woman staying here alone, it's inappropriate to have a male colleague visiting you. You're simple, kind, and pure-hearted. You don't understand how complicated people out there can be. Don't let yourself get dragged down by the wrong crowd."

"I shouldn't have to spell this out, but I assume you understand," Susannah continued. "No matter what happens, you and Julian are going to spend the rest of your lives together. Even if he doesn't say it out loud, you need to be mindful. No man likes it when his wife gets too close to other men."