Boss, Your Ex-Wife is Unreachable Now! novel Chapter 31

Willow had barely parted ways with her father when her ex-father-in-law called.

After she hung up, she sat motionless at the hotel desk, anxiety twisting inside her.

She'd promised herself to cut ties with the Windsor family for good, but Dorothy—Dorothy carried her mother's heart. If anything happened to her...

Willow refused to let her mind wander down that road.

Besides, Dorothy had always treated her with rare kindness. No matter what had happened, Willow truly didn't want anything bad to happen to her.

"How did Dorothy's condition get so serious, so suddenly? She needs emergency care?" Willow frowned, trying to piece it together.

In her previous life—just a week before she'd been forced to fall to her death—Dorothy had also been rushed to the hospital.

Willow had tried to visit then, too, after hearing the news, but Beasley's people had stopped her at the hospital doors. To this day, she didn't know what exactly had sent Dorothy into crisis.

Could it be the same reason this time?

A sense of dread gnawed at her. Clearly, she couldn't wait until tomorrow. She had to go to the hospital now.

She wouldn't sleep a wink until she saw with her own eyes that Dorothy was safe.

With that, Willow snapped her laptop shut, pulled on her coat, grabbed her phone, and left her hotel room without another thought.

The December night had grown bitingly cold. Willow hugged her coat closer as she stood in front of the hotel, ordering a ride from her phone.

The journey through the city was a blur of lights and worries. Her thoughts spun in circles—there were choices ahead, and she wasn't sure how to make them.

At the hospital, Willow headed straight for the ICU floor. She found the on-duty nurse and asked which private room Dorothy Windsor was in.

The nurse's eyes widened. The chairman's wife from Windsor & Co.? She hesitated, clearly not about to hand out that information.

"I'm sorry, but may I ask your relationship to Mrs. Windsor?" the nurse asked, eyeing Willow with polite suspicion.

She couldn't help but size Willow up: striking features, long lashes, clear eyes, a delicate nose, perfectly shaped lips—a genuine beauty.

Who was this girl to the chairman's wife? A relative? Or—

Willow felt the nurse's wary gaze and faltered. Thanks to the confidentiality agreement, she couldn't explain that she was Dorothy's former daughter-in-law.

Maybe she should just call Mr. Windsor directly.

She was reaching for her phone when a cold, familiar voice sounded behind her.

The nurse, sensing the tension, assumed Beasley wanted her to get rid of Willow. She hurried to say, "President Windsor, I'll escort this young lady out right away."

Willow sighed inwardly. So much for tonight.

But before the nurse could move, Beasley spoke up, his tone crisp and commanding. "No need."

The nurse froze mid-step.

Willow looked up, startled. What was he playing at?

"This way," he said shortly, turning to lead her down the hall.

Willow stared at his tall, imposing figure for a moment, then fell in step behind him.

"What's going on?" the nurse whispered, covering her mouth in shock, eyes wide with curiosity.

President Windsor himself showing someone the way? Who exactly was that beautiful girl to him?

Oh, she was dying to know!