The Ex-Wife He Can’t Have novel Chapter 454

Jillian thought about it for a second. "Honestly, I don't think flowers have a hierarchy. Labels like 'tacky' or 'elegant' are just things people made up. If you strip away all those definitions, a rose is still a gorgeous flower. It looks beautiful, it smells amazing, and there's absolutely nothing wrong with it."

Daniel forced a stiff smile. "Fair enough."

After wrapping up their discussion, he excused himself and practically bolted from the room.

Not long after he left, Jillian's phone chimed with a message from Bash, accompanied by a sticker of a puppy rolling around playfully.

[Did you get my flowers? My Empress.]

Jillian stared at the screen, letting out a helpless laugh.

When did she suddenly become 'My Empress'?

But then she realized that a guy like Bash was completely different from everyone else in her orbit.

Sometimes he could be a nuisance, but she had to admit—being around him meant no mind games and no defenses. It was easy, comfortable, and allowed her a brief escape from her exhausting reality.

[Got them. Thank you.]

[Thank God! I was terrified you were going to chuck them straight into the trash.]

[They're beautiful. There's no reason to throw them away.]

[Exactly! Besides, I just wanted to make you smile. It's not like it was a confession or anything, right?]

Jillian stared at her screen, deliberating for a moment before typing out a very serious response:

[Bash, there is something I need to make very clear to you. Once you hear it, it's up to you to decide what to do next.]

The moment the message was delivered, he fired back a voice note, his tone a mix of panic and teasing:

"Why so serious all of a sudden? Don't tell me you're banning me from hitting on you again?"

Jillian took a deep breath, enunciating every word. "I told you before that I was in the middle of a divorce, but I didn't give you the details. Now I'm telling you point-blank. My husband is Killian."

"If you've heard the rumors about Killian's secret wife—that's me."

The message went through.

The other end went dead silent. A long time passed without a single reply.

Jillian tapped her fingers lightly against the desk, waiting patiently.

Anyone with half a brain knew that a man with Killian's power and status was not someone you messed with lightly.

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