Boss, Your Ex-Wife is Unreachable Now! novel Chapter 109

Beasley stared at the red exclamation mark in his WhatsApp chat window, feeling for the first time what it truly meant to be met with utter silence.

His long, slender fingers hovered over the screen, hesitating for a moment before slowly swiping down.

All these years, no matter how many messages Willow sent him on WhatsApp, he never read or replied to any of them.

This was the first time in the three years since their wedding that he'd actually scrolled through her messages.

The latest one was a photo and a video, sent the afternoon she'd barged into his study—nearly two months ago now. Because he hadn't opened them at the time, both the photo and video were now expired and couldn't be viewed.

Even though the photo wouldn't open in full size, from the tiny thumbnail, Beasley could tell it was a plate of pastries.

He paused, thinking back. That night, Willow had brought pastries and tea into his study. The pastries looked exactly like the ones in that picture.

Beasley kept scrolling up.

Truthfully, Willow hadn't messaged him that often—at least, not recently. In the past year or two, her messages had grown noticeably sparse. During their first year of marriage, she'd reached out much more frequently.

He kept reading in silence, until he came across a shared text message that made his eyes darken slightly.

It was from two years ago, and the writing style was strikingly similar to STAR's.

Scrolling further back, he realized that all of her text messages had that same style—every single one.

Suddenly, he remembered what Willow had said to him the first time he showed up at her new place: "It's not like I ever meant to keep anything from you. You just never cared enough to ask."

She hadn't lied. She really had tried to give him hints—tried to reach out, to reveal herself as STAR through these messages.

But he'd never opened a single one. He couldn't have known.

In the last two years, she'd changed her approach, rarely sending text and mostly sharing photos or videos instead.

Sadly, every one of them had expired. He couldn't open a single file now.

"Grandma," he called out to her.

She looked well these days, her complexion healthy. Supported gently by Nadine, she made her way over to Beasley and nodded. "You're finally home."

"I've been busy lately," Beasley said. "Sorry it's taken me so long to visit."

"Come, sit down," his grandmother said, not the least bit reproachful. She seemed to be in a good mood.

Beasley raised an eyebrow knowingly, then took a seat on the couch across from her.

Nadine gave instructions for tea to be brought in.

"Grandma, where's Mom?" Beasley asked as soon as he sat down.

"She's been out early and home late these days," his grandmother replied. "If you want to see her, you'll probably have to stay for dinner."