Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO

hapter 30

Miss Rose, I said, my voice carrying clearly across the room. “Since you seem to eager for an apology…

Before anyone could react, I raised my hand and, channeling every ounce of strength I fad left, brought it down across her face with a resounding top. 11 time, there would be no question about whose handprint it was.

I could see her made–up cheek swelling visibly.

There, I said, geting her shocked gaze steadily. “That one was definitely from me. I’m so sorry, Miss Rose. Is that the apology you wanted?

Audrey! Blake’s voice thundered through the room as he pulled Laurel closer. ‘It was just an apology! Did you have to take it this far?

“Blake, darling…” Laurel’s voice wavered, showing her vulnerability. “It hurts so much…

I turned away from their little tableau, the burning in my stomach intensifying. “I believe we’re done here.”

in an exclusive area of the Hamptons, far from the usual taxi routes. I crouched by the roadside, staring at the rain puddles dotting the driveway. After the third

me?” I asked when she

Her voice rose with concern. “James said you were at Mayo Clinic. “I was heading to the hospital to see you after work, Astrid’s voice

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a long story. I “The words of explanation died on my lips as the roar of an engine interrupted. My

advancing storm. I barely had time to register his expression through the tinted windows before the vehicle tore

to take revenge for his precious Laurel in the most. childishly dramatic way possible. So much for his grand speech

a petty man, I thought, brushing ineffectually at

Blake’s POV

seat, I was reviewing some documents when I noticed Laurel’s silence. Following her gaze out the window, I saw what had

attention.

was crouching by the roadside, phone in one hand while the other absently pulled at some grass growing near the flower bed.