Boss, Your Ex-Wife is Unreachable Now! novel Chapter 100

"What time is it now?" Willow asked, gazing out at the darkness beyond the window.

"It's just past midnight."

Just past midnight? Willow's eyes widened in surprise. Was it really that late already?

"Why are you still here? Shouldn't you be heading home?" she pressed.

"I'm waiting for your test results," Beasley replied, settling into the chair beside her bed. He lowered his eyes to shuffle through the stack of reports in his hands.

In truth, he'd already read them. He just couldn't quite believe what he saw.

Willow frowned. Wasn't she just here for a routine check-up? Why did it take so long?

Then realization struck. If it were just a simple check-up, there wouldn't be this many reports. Had he ordered a full workup on her?

"You do realize you're violating my privacy, don't you?" Willow's tone was cold, her voice still rough from earlier.

"You fainted. I was the one who brought you in," he answered smoothly, unruffled. "As for the tests, that was up to the doctors. I'm just the one delivering your results."

Willow glared at him, lips pressed tight, momentarily at a loss for a comeback.

This place didn't feel like a public hospital. From the way he carried himself—calm, confident, as if he owned the place—she wouldn't be surprised if this was one of his private clinics.

A knock at the door interrupted her thoughts. Someone came in, carrying a tray of food: a bowl of creamy porridge and a cup of steaming broth.

It was obvious the meal had been prepared in advance; otherwise, it couldn't have arrived so quickly.

Beasley told the staff to leave the food and go.

The room was a private VIP suite, complete with a balcony, lounge area, and its own bathroom. There was even a small extra room for an overnight companion.

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