Boss, Your Ex-Wife is Unreachable Now! novel Chapter 256

“Thank you, Dorothy.” Willow felt a lump rising in her throat, and she almost couldn’t hold back her tears.

From the very beginning, Dorothy had never once doubted her. Even when there wasn’t a shred of proof, Dorothy’s faith in her never wavered.

“There’s one more thing,” Dorothy said, taking a deep breath, as if steeling herself for what she was about to say. When she spoke again, her voice was steady and resolute. “If you’re ready to stop hiding the fact that you and Beasley are divorced, know that both Mr. Windsor and I will stand by you—whatever you decide.”

“And about that three million dollar penalty clause—you don’t need to worry about it. If he dares to come after you for it, I’ll pay it myself, and I’d like to see if he has the guts to actually take it.”

Willow’s heart skipped a beat. She stared at the phone, shocked. “You knew all along?”

Dorothy gave a quiet hum. “The day we parted ways at the bistro, I went home and called Beasley’s lawyer. I asked him to send me a copy of your divorce agreement.”

Dorothy’s voice was tight with anger as she recalled the memory. “The fact that he forced you to sign such an unfair non-disclosure agreement—honestly, it’s outrageous.”

“And I—after I found out, I didn’t step in and have the agreement nullified right away. I…” Her voice dropped, thick with shame. “I was being selfish.”

“Dorothy, please don’t say that.” Willow hated seeing Dorothy so weighed down by guilt. She rushed to reassure her. “I signed that confidentiality agreement of my own free will. You have nothing to blame yourself for.”

And that was the truth.

In her previous life, she’d already known the divorce settlement came with a gag order. But after she came back, all she wanted was to be free from Beasley as quickly as possible—no more endless arguments, no more drawn-out drama. So whatever conditions he set, she agreed to, just to get the divorce over with.

“Willa, you’re too trusting. Even in a divorce, you have to protect your own interests.” Dorothy’s words were gentle but full of concern.

“For me, being able to end things quickly and cleanly meant more than anything else.” Willow’s reply was calm, but she knew Dorothy would be hurt by her resolve.

Dorothy was too kind, too easily swayed by her heart. So if someone had to play the villain, let it be Willow.

Steeling herself, she decided to end the call.

“Dorothy, it’s getting late. You should try to get some rest.” Willow kept her voice steady with effort. “I’ll be fine. You take care of yourself too.”

Dorothy replied, “I’ll look after your mother’s heart, I promise. You rest as well. Goodnight, Willa.”

Dorothy didn’t say goodbye, but Willow knew, deep down, that this might be the last conversation they’d ever have.

“Goodnight, Dorothy.”

With that final word, the tears she’d been holding back finally spilled over, silent and unstoppable as they slid down her cheeks.