Three Years Forgotten, Why Go Crazy When I Say Goodbye? novel Chapter 561

Silas stared at him with lethal coldness. "You underestimate Merit, and you completely misjudge Willow."

"Merit has the best resources and the most brilliant minds in the world. We don't need to chain a woman to a marriage to build an empire. As for Willow, you only see her skills. You only see her as a tool to be used. You never saw her kindness, her resilience, or her pure heart. You didn't understand her worth, and you trampled all over her devotion. That is going to be the biggest, most foolish regret of your pathetic life."

Julian completely snapped. His grip on reality shattered. Deep down, he knew Silas was right, and it terrified him because everything was spiraling out of his control.

Consumed by toxic jealousy, he lost his mind, abandoning all pretense of decency. He spat out the filthiest, most vile accusations he could think of, desperate to drag Willow down and take everyone with him.

"Cherish her? She doesn't deserve it! Silas, do you really think you found some pure, innocent angel? You don't know her at all!"

"Willow has been dirty for a long time! She was sleeping around long before she ever married me. Why do you think I never wanted to touch her during all our years of marriage? Why do you think we never had a kid?"

"She's a whore! You're breaking your back trying to steal my sloppy seconds!"

The disgusting words had barely left his mouth when—

Smack!

A sickening, bone-crunching impact echoed through the air.

Silas moved with terrifying speed. He threw a devastatingly heavy punch, his fist connecting violently with Julian's jaw.

The sheer force of the blow sent Julian stumbling backward until he slammed hard into the cold concrete wall. His lip split open instantly, a bright streak of blood sliding down his chin as the side of his face immediately began to swell.

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