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.”

routes. I crouched by the roadside, staring at the rain puddles dotting the driveway. After the third failed

I asked when

“I was heading to the hospital to see you after work, Astrid’s

–

my lips as the roar of an engine interrupted. My head turned instinctively

windows before the vehicle tore past me, deliberately hitting the deeper

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

noticed Laurel’s silence. Following her gaze out

attention.

was crouching by the roadside, phone in one hand while the other absently pulled at some grass growing near the flower bed. She looked impossibly small there, hunched in on herself