Boss, Your Ex-Wife is Unreachable Now! novel Chapter 274

Lionel nodded, wounded pride written all over his face, before he finally spoke up. "Sometimes, the way she looks at you—it's intense. There's no hiding the admiration in her eyes. Sometimes there's this pride, too—like she’s looking at the whole world and only you exist. I've never seen her look at any other guy that way. Only you make her lose her cool—she gets so… passionate, almost reckless."

Juliette and Willow both froze, caught off guard.

Intense? Unabashed admiration? Reckless and passionate?

That’s the kind of look a devoted fan gives their favorite celebrity! Juliette wanted to shout it out—Willow was her Ms. STAR, her idol, the one she’d looked up to for years. Of course she got a little starstruck sometimes! What was so strange about that? Had Lionel ever even been a fan of anyone in his life?

The urge to blurt it all out burned inside her, but the truth about Willow actually being the sci-fi writer “STAR” was a closely guarded secret. She couldn’t say a word, so all her retorts stuck in her throat, leaving her frustrated and speechless.

Willow, after the initial shock passed, quickly realized what really mattered here.

She was just about to reply when Lionel, sounding even more put out, continued, "And another thing—she saved your contact as ‘Darling.’ Everyone else in her phone? Just first names, no nicknames, nothing special at all. You’re the only one with something extra."

The jealousy practically hung in the air, and Willow couldn’t help but laugh, torn between amusement and exasperation.

Juliette, too, was baffled by Lionel’s logic, but there was a more pressing question on her mind.

"Wait—are you jealous of Willow?" she blurted out before she could stop herself.

But as soon as the words left her mouth, anxiety kicked in. Had she gone too far?

Could he take that leap?

A long, heavy silence fell. Lionel battled with himself, unable to answer Juliette’s question.

Juliette didn’t push him. She just waited, quietly at his side.

Willow wasn’t about to break the silence either; she was waiting, too.

It felt like an eternity before Lionel finally looked up, a small, resigned smile tugging at his lips as he surrendered. "Fine. I admit it. I’m jealous."