Julian chased after Willow to the underground parking lot.

Tonight, Willow had driven a white Rolls–Royce Spectre, but the car was empty. She wasn’t inside.

Julian tried to open the door, then gave up.

He got into his own car, ready to drive around to look for her. He was anxious, eager to find her.

Just as he was about to start the engine, his phone rang.

The call was from Grandsburg. Alicia Burke was calling.

Julian stared at the name for a few seconds before picking up. Soon, a soft feminine voice came through the phone.

“Julian, I’m really sorry. Catherine has caused you trouble again.

“I heard about what happened tonight. My parents acted rashly and offended your wife. I want to apologize on their behalf. Please don’t hold it against them.

“They’ve done so much for me over the years. Julian, if it weren’t for my poor health back then-”

Julian didn’t let her continue.

Holding his phone, his chiseled face remained expressionless. His voice was calm yet devoid of warmth. “I’ll handle it. I’m hanging up.“”

In Grandsburg, ady in a white dress was standing on the balcony of the ward inside a private hospital near the cathedral.

She was gripping her phone, deep in thought.

Julian had never hung up on her before.

But now, he was angry with her for Willow’s sake.

Julian tossed the phone aside and mmed his foot on the gas pedal.

His sleek, ck car shot out of the parking lot and onto the streets of Brindley. The car window was down, letting the cold wind rush in.

Julian drove around, searching for Willow.

But Brindley was vast, with eightne roads. Looking for one woman at night was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

He circled the area for two hours before finally spotting her in a quiet alley.

She looked disheveled. On the cold spring night, she had no warm clothing.

Even her makeup was smudged.

She held her high heels in her hand, walking aimlessly on the street. When she was tired, she crouched by the roadsideb, /bresting her hands on her knees.

Her slender frame was trembling uncontrobly.

Julian sat in his car.

The neon lights outside the car flickered across his face, making it difficult to see his expression clearly.

He watched as his wife cried, looking very sad.

It turned out that Willow wasn’t unshakeable. She would also secretly hide and cry.

It turned out that her strength was just a disguise, that she cared about the cruel words Nancy bhad /bsaid.

Aplex emotion bsurged /bin Julian’s chest.

He opened the car door, bgot /bout, and walked toward Willow–toward his wife.

At that moment, he didn’t think of anything else. All he wanted to do was to hold her tightly in his arms.

He wanted to tell her that it was okay, that they could still live ba /bgood life without children, and that he would take responsibility.

Seeing Willow like this shattered his heart.

Afraid of startling her, he called out her name cautiously.

When Willow looked up, her makeup was ruined. Her eyes were also dark with exhaustion.

She looked up at Julian nkly, at the man that she had once loved and been hurt by…

After a while, her lips trembled as she whispered, “Julian, don’te over.”

Her makeup was ruined, and she had blisters on her feet. She looked terrible.

She had already humiliated herself tonight, so she didn’t want him to see her in such a mess again.

Her voice sharpened. “Stay away! Julian, don’te closer!”

The night wind howled, ruffling his dark hair.

He bent down and grabbed her shoulders, suddenly pulling her into his arms.

He hugged her tightly and kept apologizing, telling her that it was okay.

How could it be okay?

Willow Willow buried her face in his shoulders, her nails digging into his back strongly, almost tearing through the coat.

In his arms, she cried uncontrobly.

This was the first time she had lost herposure, the first time she showed her sadness…

She sank her teeth into Julian’s shoulders while her shrill cries echoed in the night wind.

“Juban, I’ll never have my own children anymore.

“Julian, why did you treat me like this?

“Julian, sometimes, I really hate you.”

Julian endured the pain.

His chest felt tight, and his throat choked up.

All he could do was repeat, “I know, Willow. I know.”

But he didn’t know anything. If he had known, he wouldn’t have let her suffer.

Willow’s sorrow was gently swept away by the night wind….

Late at night, they arrived at the hospital’s emergency room.

Willow had stepped on shattered ss, leaving her feet bloody.

Julian brought her here for treatment. When the doctor treated her, he stepped outside the corridor for a sinoke.

Even now, his heart was still shaken.

He had never realized how much pain this marriage had caused herb. /b

It turned out that Willow hated him so much.

Before, he was certain about pursuing her again, so that they could be husband and wife again.

He’d even thought about adopting a child from one of the extended family membersb. /b

But it seethed like she’d never want to reconcile with him.

If this marriage made her so miserable, maybe he should set her freeb. /b

He should let her go so she could find happiness elsewhere.

A gust of wind blew past, bbrushing /bthe smoke against his faceb, /band causing him to cough lightly.

Behind him, footsteps sounded.

Julian turned around and saw Willowing out of the emergency room.

b+25 /bbBonus /b