Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO

Chapter 32

James cleared his throat. Well then, we should celebrate once the divorce is final. Let ma..

I turned to study his profile, my expression sharpening. What exactly did Astrid tell your when she asked for this favor?

He hesitated, caught off guard by my directness. “Just that she was swamped at work, needed someone to help…”

‘It’s the middle of a workday, James. Don’t you have your own responsibilities?‘

Taking a deep breath, I pushed forward. “Look, I appreciate your concern, but we were just senior and junior at Parsons. That doesn’t warrant dropping everything to rescue me. My marriage, my divorce those ate my battles to fight.

‘I don’t need commentary from the sidelines.”

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Silence filled the car. James sat frozen, looking like I’d slapped him.

“When the divorce is final,‘ I added, softer now, “I’m taking at least six months. No dating, no relationships, no complications.”

to keep our distance. For both

feelings seemed genuine But his earlier

drained from his face, but after a long moment, he just nodded.

James’s expression – not quite hurt, but a

his briefcase and retrieved a sleek leather portfolio. “Actually, meeting you today isn’t just a favor for Astrid – it’s actually my

raised an

on my boss’s desk this morning. The firm’s interested, but they need

hands as I flipped it open. These were definitely my sketches the ones I’d asked Astrid to help distribute through her industry connections. After my marriage to Blake, I’d lost touch with the jewelry world,

All this time, I’d been assuming James had

my expression. “The review board was impressed, and that’s

cheeks as I remembered my earlier assumptions.

and I respect that.” His tone turned purely professional. “Let’s not let personal

small. I bit

a design studio,” James continued after a moment. “Pure creative work,

everything I needed to

successful partnership. And here’s your compensation package