Late at night, in the Chapman residence, the moonlight shone through the white curtains, spilling onto the ivory white bed, wrapping the woman’s body in a robe made of moonlight.

    Willow was sound asleep.

    Suddenly, a tall figure stepped into the room, bathed in the moonlight. He approached the bed gently and crouched down next to it.

    Since Willow couldn’t hear a thing, she was unaware.

    Julian knelt before her, listening to her shallow breathing while staring at her pale face. After suppressing the urge for so long, he finally raised his hand and stroked her fragile features.

    If he could turn back time, that night, he would never have returned to Brindley. her be gripped by fear in the middle of the night.

    would’ve stayed by Willow’s side, not letting

    Every time Julian closed his eyes, he would recall the way Willow spoke. When he remembered how her voice was distorted, it tore him apart inside.

    “I’m sorry! Willow, I’m so sorry!”

    Julian’s voice trembled, his eyes glistening with tears.

    When Willow woke up, she was in a vi.

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    It wasn’t Grandview Manor, nor was it Radiance Manor. Instead, it was apletely unfamiliar ce.

    Shes on the huge white bed, staring nkly ahead. Her intuition told her that this was Julian’s domain.

    Barefoot, she stepped off the bed and pushed open the floor–tob–/bceiling windows leading to the balcony.

    As she looked out, the vi was enormous and decorated luxuriously. There were dozens of bodyguards dressed in ck, standing guard all around the vi.

    They sealed off the entire area like an imprable fortress.

    Willow guessed that Julian had taken her away, but she couldn’t tell whether she was still in Brindley or not.

    It was cold outside, so she didn’t stay on the balcony for long.

    She returned to the bedroom and leaned against the headboard, quietly waiting for Julian’s arrival.

    While waiting for him, everything felt so quiet, as if time had stopped.

    About ten minutester, Julian entered the room.

    It was freezing outside, but inside the roomb, /bit was warm like spring. Julian wore a light gray shirt and ck cks. Under the morning light, his sharp features were particrly defined.

    He walked over, knelt beside the bed, and gently took her hand.

    Willow sat there in a white bathrobe, her long, dark hair flowing down her back. It exuded a fragile quality about her.

    She didn’t say a word, but just lowered her gaze and stared at him.

    Julian said gently, “What would you like for breakfast? A specialist will being this afternoon to check on you. Willow, I believe that if I search the world for the best doctors, we’ll find a way to restore your hearing.”

    Willow didn’t respond and just continued looking at him in silence.

    Her world was quietb, /bso she couldn’t hear a word Julian was saying

    It wasn’t until a whileter that Julian realized that Willow could hear him.

    His heart ached.

    He had already prepared a whiteboard and mark and showed bit /bto her.

    cing them by the bed. He quickly wrote down what he had just said to her

    He even promised he would look after her personally.

    After reading the words on the whiteboard, she turned away andy down in bed, coldly ignoring Juliani.

    She didn’t want his care!

    Julian climbed into bed andy down behind her, gently holding her shoulder. Then, he wrapped his arm around her, resting his palm over her lower bellyb, /bcaressing her softly.

    Willow didn’t like his touch. She sat up and wrote a

    w words on the whiteboard.

    “Let me go.”

    Julian stared at those words for a long time.

    He lowered his gaze and replied, “I’ll find the best doctors.”

    But even the best doctors could do nothing about her condition. Willow’s condition could only be healed by time, or by the mercy of heaven itself.

    Julian turned into a madman trying to save her. To cure her, he spared no expense in bringing various renowned doctors to treat Willow

    Willow remained cold and indifferent toward him, unwilling to ept his care and refusing to share a bed with him.

    At night, Julian would sleep on the sofa, keeping watch over her and their unborn child.

    Every day, a dedicated obstetrician woulde to check on her health and prepare a nutritious meal for her.