Boss, Your Ex-Wife is Unreachable Now! novel Chapter 233

Lionel turned to Willow with a smile. “So, what do you think? Tastes pretty good, right?”

Willow nodded. “Yeah, it’s great.”

Not wanting to witness the awkward spectacle of Lionel on a date with his so-called true love, Juliette quickly caught Willow’s arm. “We’ve got to run—something came up,” she told Lionel.

Lionel’s smile faltered a little. “In such a hurry?”

His mischievous, cat-like eyes couldn’t help drifting to where Juliette’s hand was looped through Willow’s arm.

He’d been on his best behavior lately, keeping his hands to himself. It had been weeks since he dared to message Juliette on WhatsApp; at most, he quietly liked her social media posts, never daring to leave a comment for fear she’d glare at him and give him another one of her “lectures.”

Back when he dated other people, she’d never been this strict. Sure, she kept her distance for a while, made it harder to meet up for dinner, but it never got to the point of “cutting him off.”

Was it because he’d told her that this time he’d found “the one”?

Lionel couldn’t wrap his head around it—why did finding true love mean you couldn’t talk to other women like a normal person? Was Juliette overreacting just a bit?

Willow could feel the tension thickening in the air, so she stepped in smoothly. “Mr. Scott, Lettie and I really do have plans this afternoon. Let’s catch up next time, okay?”

There wasn’t much left for Lionel to say. He could only nod, say goodbye, and watch them walk away together, feeling a pang of regret.

Sometimes he had the urge to text Willow, to tell her the truth: that Juliette liked her.

Lionel’s aunt was a full-time homemaker—a classic matron, devoted to her family since her wedding. This time, she’d come here for her daughter’s sake. Next Friday was her precious girl’s sixteenth birthday, and her daughter had asked if they could have a small party at home with her friends—and requested freshly made sushi.

The Scotts owned a string of hotels, so it was only natural for Lionel to want to help. But none of their five-star chefs lived up to his aunt’s standards. That’s when Lionel thought of Mr. Tanner and his sushi place. Two years ago, he’d brought Juliette here, and she couldn’t stop raving about it.

He’d even tried to recruit Mr. Tanner for the Scotts’ hotels with a generous offer, but Mr. Tanner was loyal to his family business and wouldn’t budge.

This time, Lionel brought his aunt over to try Mr. Tanner’s creations. She was thoroughly impressed, so she went to ask if he’d be willing to close his restaurant for a day next Friday and cater her daughter’s birthday party.

His aunt smiled, triumphant. “With our sincerity, how could Mr. Tanner say no? He agreed.”

Lionel immediately began to wonder: since Juliette loved Mr. Tanner’s sushi so much, maybe he could invite her to the party? There was a chance she’d come, if only for the food.