Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO

Chapter 33

Audrey’s POV

Hearing his shaking voice, I knew something in my expression must have given me away,

The question hung in the air between us. I could see his knuckles turning white against the dark leather of the steering wheel.

Yes. The word came out steadier than I expected.

James pulled the car over so suddenly that I had to brace myself against the dashboard. When I looked at him, his face had gone pale.

“How can it be so soon… His voice cracked slightly. “No wonder you said you didn’t want to discuss relationships. I never thought you were… God, Audrey…

I gave a gentle smile. “Don’t worry, Mayo Clinic has this experimental drug for my cancer. Dr. Evans managed to get me five doses – that’s one complete course. I’ve already used the first one.”

“And if it works well, I might get some extra time.” I tried to keep my voice light. “But I’m not counting on miracles. That’s why I need these designs on the market within three months, James. Can you help me with that?”

He was quiet for a long moment, staring straight ahead through the windshield. Finally, he turned to me, his expression resolute: We’ll make it happen, Audrey. Whatever it takes.”

The city traffic moved around us in streams of yellow cabs and delivery trucks, life continuing its relentless pace. Just like it would after I was gone.

Thirty minutes later, standing outside Astrid’s modeling agency, I watched Dr. Evans’s name light up my phone screen. A week ago, she’d called me with a rare glimmer of hope – Mayo Clinic’s most aggressive case of gastric cancer, she’d said, but also their first candidate for an experimental new drug. The memory of racing back from the designer gala that night, catching a red–eye flight just to sign those trial papers, still felt surreal.

I remembered Dr. Evans’s face as I signed the consent forms, her quiet confidence when she assured me the hospital board had unanimously approved my participation. “As long as you can handle the cost,” she’d said, “the treatment path is yours.” Funny how quickly things change in the world of experimental medicine.

voice was new, uncomfortable. “There’s… a situation

of situation?” I kept my voice steady, though my fingers

the press release about our experimental drug program.” She paused, clearly choosing her words carefully. “Their case

laugh sharp and brittle. “Let me get this straight. I’ve had exactly one

limited. We can’t even be certain of the drug’s efficacy

The elevator doors opened with a soft ding as I

Evans.”

“The administration feels…”

edge in my voice could have cut glass. “That’s why you’re making

was

And if Mayo Clinic tries to redistribute these drugs?” My voice dropped. I’ll make sure every newspaper in New

their survival chances.

breath. “I’ll… relay your position to the

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opened onto Astrid’s floor. It they’re se eager to buy three months of someone alte & lits, tell

phone. This was about survival. And 14 be

could make a move, Astrid’s voice had already come over. “No, no, NO! Your walk it all wrong. This isn’t

back

had been full of excitement that day. “She’s

of us had been inseparable back then. “I’ll handle

so confident at nineteen. ‘I’ll lead us