Boss, Your Ex-Wife is Unreachable Now! novel Chapter 86

"Not meeting you. Get out of my way!" Willow's hand gripped the doorknob so tightly her knuckles turned white. Her face was set, voice icy. "Stay away from me!"

She had to fight hard to keep herself from stepping back. If she retreated, she'd lose her edge. But could this man just leave already?

Beasley's cool, deep-set eyes lingered on Willow's face, catching the flush of anger there.

Every time he'd seen her lately, she'd been bristling like this—prickly all over, like a cat with its fur standing on end.

York had joked that maybe this was her new trick to get his attention. Beasley didn't buy it.

She was genuinely angry, and she clearly wanted nothing to do with him. It was obvious in the tension in her shoulders, the wary set of her eyes.

Still, she looked healthy enough—cheeks flushed, skin glowing. If she'd really gone through with the abortion, there was no way she'd have bounced back so quickly. Sanford hadn't found any record of her seeing a doctor, either.

"I'm not your enemy," Beasley said, his gaze dropping from her face to the spot beneath her pale blue coat, where her belly was hidden. "You don't have to be so nervous about your baby."

He'd clearly decided that Willow's defensive posture was because she thought he might harm her unborn child.

Willow blinked, thrown for a moment. "My baby?"

Her eyes widened. "Wait—you didn't really think all those times I was nauseous, it was because I was pregnant, did you?"

Beasley's chiseled brow arched, and though he said nothing, the look in his eyes was answer enough.

Willow's anger vanished, replaced by a sort of exhausted incredulity. She couldn't even be bothered to laugh at him.

"If you don't want me to throw up all over you, I suggest you move. I need to get going."

Her voice was calm, her expression remote.

But he didn't budge. He blocked the door like an immovable glacier, and let out a cool, "No rush."

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