Three Years Forgotten, Why Go Crazy When I Say Goodbye? novel Chapter 82

Willow allowed herself to be pulled along, her mind completely reeling.

In all her memories, she had never seen Martha act like this. The argument with Vivienne in the store had been shocking enough, but watching her mother unleash a fiery, public rant made Willow question if she was even looking at the same woman.

"Mom, are you okay?" Once they were out of the boutique and safely tucked away in a quiet corner of the mall, Willow immediately began checking her over. "How do you feel? Anything hurts? Are you dizzy? Does your chest hurt?"

These were all the critical warning signs the doctors had warned her about before leaving the hospital.

Martha didn't say a word; instead, tears began to spill down her cheeks. Panic seized Willow's chest. "Are you in pain? Just hold on, I'm calling an ambulance right now. We'll be at the hospital in no time."

In her frantic state, Willow began blaming herself. "This is all my fault. I never should have brought you here. If we hadn't come, we never would have run into them. You even said you didn't want to go out, but I forced it. It's my fault. Just hold on a little longer."

"I'm fine, really. Don't worry," Martha said, catching Willow's hands and sitting down on a nearby bench. "Just sit with me for a minute."

"No, you shouldn't sit. I need to call the hospital."

"Willow, I'm genuinely okay." Martha gently took the phone from her daughter's grip. "I don't feel sick at all. My body feels perfectly fine."

Willow forced herself to take a breath and look closely. She realized that despite the emotional outburst, Martha's color was normal. She wasn't swaying, and there were no signs of physical distress. Only then did the sheer panic begin to subside.

"Mom, there's actually something else I haven't told you." Since everything was out in the open, Willow saw no point in keeping the rest a secret. "I've already resigned from the firm, and I gave Julian the divorce papers."

As the words hung in the air, she braced herself for Martha's reaction. She expected tears, or at least a gentle attempt to talk her out of it. Instead, Martha didn't hesitate for a second. She backed her up one hundred percent.

"Divorce him! I fully support it. The sooner you cut ties with a man like that, the better. My daughter is brilliant, beautiful, and fiercely capable. You'll find someone so much better once you're free of him. And to hell with that garbage job, too! We don't need them!"

Whether she would find someone better or not, Willow didn't know, and she hadn't given much thought to the future yet. But her current goal was crystal clear: she was divorcing Julian Sinclair.