By the time they returned to Grandview Manor, it was already 4:00 pm. The black Mercedes MPV drove through the thick snow and stopped in the garage.
Esther opened the door and helped Willow out of the car. Esther was worried and wanted to stay to take care of her, but Willow refused.
Willow stood on the steps, looking up at the falling snow and muttering, “Nothing good ever comes out of worrying about a man.”
Esther didn’t hear what she had said and wanted to ask about it, but Willow had already gone up the stairs. She was clearly freezing and in pain, but she still straightened her back, determined not to embarrass herself in front of someone else. Julian had stripped even her dignity away.
Blair went over to help her inside, but Willow gently pushed her away. “I want to walk by myself.”
Blair couldn’t help but start crying at the sight of Willow like that. “What happened to you, Mrs. Ziegler?”
Willow hesitated for a moment before replying, “I’m fine. Don’t worry about ine, I want to go upstairs and sleep for a while. Don’t wake me up no matter who shows up.”
She was terrified of losing her composure. She was already far too agitated. It was so humiliating of her.
She had put herself in danger and sacrificed her dignity time and time again for Julian. She had done all of that for a man. It was embarrassing, Willow’s face was pale as a sheet under the bright lights.
She had walked so slowly and sorrowfully, but Julian didn’t know what that kind of sadness felt like. When he needed her, he would call out to her, but when he didn’t, he would just play the part of a perfect husband in front of everyone else.
Willow closed her eyes in silence. All he ever did was make use of her.

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