Boss, Your Ex-Wife is Unreachable Now! novel Chapter 139

In that moment, Beasley couldn't help but feel a strange sense of relief that Willow's phone was switched off.

All last night, he'd tried calling her on his spare phone, but every time, all he got was the same mechanical message: "We're sorry, the number you have dialed is currently unavailable. Please try again later."

"The last time I was at your place, I thought I made myself perfectly clear," Beasley said, genuinely baffled by York's persistence.

Unless, of course, York still hadn't let go.

"Are you lying to me?" Beasley couldn't shake the suspicion.

York's face went pale. "Lying about what?"

"You know exactly what I mean." They'd been friends for years—Beasley didn't want to make things ugly between them.

York's jaw tightened, pain flickering in his eyes. "I just can't stand seeing a woman like her by your side. You're my best friend, and Rosamund's my cousin. You're both important to me, and yet you've both been dragged down by the same woman. Why should she get away with this?"

The more Beasley listened, the colder his stare became. "Maybe you should mind your own business."

York, anger rising, shot back, "Is it really that I care too much, or have you started caring about her?"

"You keep defending her, even when you don't realize it. Be honest with yourself—have you started to fall for her?"

York's words grew sharper as he pressed his point. "But Beasley, don't forget what we saw four years ago at Kingston University, and what she did to you after that!"

"A woman who'll do anything to get what she wants—do you really think she's worth defending?"

Beasley fell silent, lips pressed into a thin line.

He hadn't forgotten any of it.

Four years ago, he'd returned to his alma mater to give a lecture. York and his sister Evelyn had tagged along, eager for a change of scenery—and, as it turned out, for some unexpected drama. Willow was at the center of it.

York didn't finish; Beasley's phone was ringing again.

York fell silent, waiting for Beasley to take the call. After all, Beasley had already set things in motion to handle the trending posts.

Sure enough, it was Xander on the line.

Beasley answered with a curt, "Yes?"

"Mr. Windsor, all news about Miss Sheffield has been completely suppressed. Even the forum posts are deleted—there's nothing left."

Beasley let his hand fall away from his brow, the pounding in his head finally easing.

He was about to thank Xander for his hard work, but Xander quickly added, "But I don't know who did it. Whoever it was, they moved fast."