Boss, Your Ex-Wife is Unreachable Now! novel Chapter 29

Today marked the anniversary of Willow's mother's passing. Coincidentally, it was also Dorothy and Vincent's wedding anniversary.

In previous years, Dorothy would have still been abroad at this time, celebrating the special day with her husband. They usually spent at least a week together before returning home.

But this year, everything changed when Dorothy received an anonymous message. The text claimed that her son and daughter-in-law had already finalized their divorce back home.

A wave of anxiety washed over her. Dorothy didn't care whether the message was true or not—she made up her mind on the spot to cut the trip short and reschedule their flights, dragging Vincent back with her.

As it turned out, the message was all too real. Beasley and Willow really had divorced, and neither of them seemed to have any doubts about their decision.

After they got back last night, Dorothy barely touched her dinner. She was quiet the whole evening and barely slept, so when she got up the next morning, she looked pale and exhausted.

Vincent, worried sick about his wife, decided to stay home with her for the next few days. There was no urgent need to return to the office with Beasley running things so capably.

But as dusk fell, Dorothy suddenly collapsed. Vincent was terrified. He rushed her to the hospital, heart racing with fear.

A little after six, Beasley wrapped up his final task with his assistant and was just about to meet York for drinks at a bar. Before he could leave, his phone rang—it was his father, voice tight with panic. Dorothy had fainted and was now in critical care at the hospital.

Beasley didn't hesitate for a second. He dropped everything and sped to the hospital.

"Dad, how's Mom?" he asked breathlessly, finding Vincent pacing outside the emergency room.

Vincent shook his head, his usual composure gone. The sharp, confident businessman now looked haggard, his brow deeply furrowed, voice rough with worry. "She's still inside. They're doing everything they can."

A knot tightened in Beasley's chest. How could his mother have collapsed so suddenly?

Was the divorce really that much of a blow to her?

He didn't understand it, but right now, worry drowned out every other emotion.

She had to be okay. She just had to.

Suddenly, the doors swung open. A doctor and a nurse stepped out.

"Dr. Whitaker, how is she?" Vincent rushed over, his voice trembling so badly the words nearly caught in his throat.

Beasley had never seen his father like this—so shaken, so vulnerable. It was nothing like the ruthless executive he'd always known; the contrast was startling.

Dr. Whitaker, Dorothy's attending physician—and the most respected cardiac surgeon in Kingston City—offered a reassuring smile. "Mr. Windsor, you can relax. Mrs. Windsor is out of immediate danger. She'll be kept in the ICU overnight, and if all goes well, she can be transferred to a private room in the morning to rest and recover."

"No need to thank me," Dr. Whitaker replied. "When Mrs. Windsor moves to her private room tomorrow, make sure she gets plenty of rest, stays calm, and keeps her spirits up. With time and care, she should be fine."

Once the doctor left, Vincent turned to Beasley. "Don't tell your grandparents about your mother being in the hospital. No need to worry them."

Jameson and his wife happened to be in Stratus City for a banquet and a short holiday. They wouldn't be back for a couple of days—otherwise, it'd be impossible to keep this from them.

"Alright," Beasley agreed. "We should probably keep it from Uncle Addison and his family for now, too."

"Agreed," Vincent said, pausing to fix his son with a penetrating stare that made Beasley uneasy.

"Call Willow," Vincent finally said. "Ask her to come visit your mother at the hospital tomorrow. And do it politely."

He knew exactly what was weighing on Dorothy's heart. If Beasley reached out to Willow and she came to visit, it might help Dorothy recover more quickly.

Beasley hesitated.

Vincent's eyes narrowed, his tone turning cold. "What, you get divorced and now you want nothing to do with her? Or do you want to push your mother over the edge again?"

With that guilt trip hanging in the air, Beasley had no choice but to agree.