Boss, Your Ex-Wife is Unreachable Now! novel Chapter 270

After hanging up, Beasley headed upstairs to take a shower.

When he emerged, warm and relaxed, he flopped onto the bed and pulled out his phone, opening WhatsApp to scroll through the old messages Willow had sent him. This had become his nightly ritual—one he couldn’t give up. Only by rereading those messages from the past three years could he piece together the shifting tides of Willow’s feelings.

He especially treasured the messages from their first year of marriage. Back then, her texts came in a steady stream—sometimes five or six a day—little updates, photos, or random thoughts. She didn’t use many emojis, just words, and the occasional image to share a snippet of her day.

Unfortunately, all the photos and images she’d once sent had long since expired, leaving only the words behind. But even those words, typed by her own hand, felt precious now.

Beasley was grateful—more than grateful, really—that he’d merely locked Willow out of his life for a while, instead of deleting her entirely. If he’d gone that far, all these messages would have vanished too, and he’d have nothing left to hold onto.

His gaze drifted to Willow’s profile picture—a cartoonish panda, small and round, seen from behind. He found himself absently tapping her avatar, twice, just to see if anything happened. He was curious: did she still have that little “tagline” after her name?

To his surprise, she did.

Beasley squinted at the screen, reading the tiny text aloud under his breath: “You’re my star…”

You’re my star?

A memory flickered—back in high school, he’d entered a national science competition, and his winning project had been called “STAR: Adaptive Underwater Robotics System.” Could it be? Was her pen name “STAR” connected to that?

If it was, then was he the “star” she’d written about all along?

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