Boss, Your Ex-Wife is Unreachable Now! novel Chapter 1

"You could strip naked and kneel in front of me, and I still wouldn't fuck you."

That cold, familiar voice detonated in Willow Sheffield's mind, sharp as a dagger and just as painful.

Beasley Windsor. The man who wanted her gone for good.

Willow's eyes flew open, shock and fury swirling in her gaze, laced with confusion.

"I warned you the day we got married: you're never to enter my study. You crossed a line."

His tone grew more impatient with every word. Standing over her, he stared down at the woman sprawled on the floor, feigning unconsciousness, his brow furrowing deeper. "Are you deaf? Get out. Now."

For a moment, Willow didn't move. Then, finally, she stirred.

She pushed herself up, barely glancing his way before turning her face aside—

"Ugh!"

The retching sound was answer enough.

Beasley's handsome features darkened, his jaw clenched like iron. "If you're going to be sick, do it in your own room. Don't ruin my floors."

Willow ignored his biting sarcasm, clamped a hand over her mouth, and fled down the hall.

Only after slamming her bedroom door behind her did the nausea begin to ebb.

She leaned against the door, catching her breath for a long minute before moving to the vanity. She had to check—she had to know.

When her eyes met the reflection in the mirror—a youthful, beautiful face, alive and familiar—her heart began to thrum, faster and faster.

She'd been reborn.

She was back, four years ago, on the very night she'd put on that ridiculous silk nightgown and tried to seduce Beasley into fulfilling their so-called marital "duties" in his study.

If only she could have come back one day earlier—she could have erased this humiliating memory entirely.

Just thinking of how she'd once fallen for that cold, ruthless man made her stomach churn again.

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