Boss, Your Ex-Wife is Unreachable Now! novel Chapter 41

Beasley turned, his eyes dark as midnight, fixing York with a piercing stare.

York paused mid-step, clearly still waiting, almost pleading, for an answer.

Beasley frowned. "Why do you want to know all this?"

"Just curious," York replied, flashing a mischievous grin.

"I don't know much about her, actually. You'll have to stay curious," Beasley said, his tone as cold as his expression.

York shook his head in mock disbelief. "You expect me to believe you don't even know what she does for a living? Unless she's been playing the happy housewife all this time and never worked a day outside."

But would Beasley really let her lounge around at home without a care in the world, playing the pampered wife?

Not a chance.

York didn't buy it for a second. The more he thought about it, the more convinced he was that Beasley was hiding something.

They'd known each other since they were kids—old friends who could read each other's minds half the time.

Beasley knew York could be infuriatingly stubborn. If he wanted to get to the bottom of something, he'd dig and dig until he found the truth—unless he lost interest first.

Better to just tell him what he wanted, Beasley figured, than let York snoop around and risk someone finding out about the divorce.

So he relented. "All I know is she writes novels. What she writes, where she publishes—no idea, and I don't care to find out." He barely managed to keep the irritation out of his voice, punctuating his words with a look that said, "Clear enough for you?"

"Crystal," York replied, grinning broadly. Satisfied, he finally dropped the matter, giving Beasley a wave. "Alright, I'll be off then. Call me if you need anything."

York's new car was parked on the other side of the street. He turned and headed back to fetch it.

As soon as he slid into the driver's seat and buckled up, he glanced up—just in time to see Willow stepping out of a fancy restaurant across the street, moving at an unhurried pace.

She was alone.

York narrowed his eyes. Had she really spent two hours in that high-end place just to soak up the atmosphere for inspiration?

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