Boss, Your Ex-Wife is Unreachable Now! novel Chapter 71

"Dad, Mom."

Just as Beasley was feeling at a loss, his mother, Dorothy, appeared.

She came down the staircase at a gentle pace, wrapped in a camel wool coat over a pale turtleneck sweater, exuding an air of quiet elegance and refinement.

Vincent, noticing his wife had woken from her afternoon nap, rushed forward to help her, but Dorothy stopped him with a single look.

Her heart condition was something she'd kept hidden from her in-laws; if they'd known back then, she might never have married into the family, no matter how well-matched the two households were. Now, with her husband fussing over her so anxiously, she worried he'd let something slip about her fainting and recent hospital stay.

Catching Dorothy's meaningful glance, Vincent quickly withdrew his hand and instead asked with concern, "Have you adjusted to the time difference yet? Why not get some more rest?"

Dorothy smiled. "Sleeping too much just makes me dizzy. I thought I'd come down for a little walk."

"Aunt Dorothy!" Evelyn hurried to greet her with a bright smile.

Dorothy's gentle eyes landed on Evelyn. "Eve, your uncle and I brought you a little something back from Harmonia. I'll have Nell bring it to you later."

Evelyn beamed and thanked her sweetly.

Everyone took their seats as the housekeeper served tea.

The old lady, knowing her daughter-in-law had always been delicate, didn't notice anything amiss. Now that Dorothy was here, she decided to delegate the task of calling Willow to dinner.

"Since you're awake, why don't you give Willow a call?" she instructed Dorothy. "Ask her to come over tonight so we can all have a family meal together."

Dorothy had spent over a week recuperating at the hospital and looked much better now. Wearing a composed, pleasant smile, she responded with gentle firmness, "Mom, Beasley is often busy with work, and we've always tried to be understanding. We never made him drop everything just for a meal. Now that Willow's locked away working on her book, we shouldn't interrupt her either. Inspiration is a fragile thing—once disturbed, it can vanish in an instant."

She waved him off. "Go on, then."

Evelyn was thrilled by this turn of events; the last thing she wanted was to see her brother and Willow sitting at the same dinner table.

Dorothy and Vincent, privy to the real story, remained silent, having nothing to add.

Not long after Beasley left, a servant came in to announce, "Sir, Madam, Master York from the Sinclairs and Miss Rosamund Worthington have come by for a visit."

The old man's eyes lit up. He'd been close friends with York Sinclair's grandfather for years, and the visit from the Sinclair heir was a pleasant surprise.

"Wonderful, show them in at once."

At the mention of Rosamund, Evelyn's face brightened. She leapt to her feet, grinning. "I'll go greet them!"