Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO

Chapter 38

Audrey POV

relix tamed quite excited. “You won’t believe whos here! This grip on my wrist was surprisingly strany as he tugged me forward cons of het nu m you to my childhood best friend!”

I was still riding the high, the thrill of racing pulsing through my veins. Even Astrid seemed caught up in the moment, leuing Felix pull her along 198 as we approached the entrance, everything changed.

Blake Parker stood there, his tall frame unmistakable even at a distance. What stopped me cold wasn’t his presence – Id half expected him to show up after Felix’s messages. No, it was the sight of Laurel Rose wrapped in his arms, her head tucked perfectly against his chest.

1 yanked my hand free from Felix’s grip, taking an instinctive step backward. Beside me, Astrid made a sound of disgust.

What a bad luck,” she muttered, loud enough for Felix to hear. “Running into them here.”

Felix’s eager smile froze. “You… have some history with Mr. Parker and Miss Rose?*

Astrid let out a cold laugh. “History? That doesn’t begin to cover it! I tell you

Before she finished. “Felix. Blake cut through, his voice carrying that particular note of polite distance as he walked towards us. Then his gaze landed on Astrid and me, his expression hardening. “What brings you here?”

Before I could respond, Astrid stepped partially in front of me. “Any problem? I wasn’t aware Long Island Raceway had your name on the deed, Mr. Parker.”

The corner of his mouth twitched, probably due to annoyance or amusement. “Since when do you race?” His tone carried that familiar edge of condescension that never failed to get under my skin.

I had intended to walk away. Really, I had. But something about his tone, that implicit judgment that I couldn’t possibly know anything about this world of his…

“I learned many years ago,” I said, keeping my voice deliberately neutral.

His eyebrows rose slightly. “I wasn’t aware they had facilities for that sort of thing in

not at the insult itself, but at how easily he still, fell into these patterns. How readily

be completely ignorant and uncultured?”

curious,” he said, but his eyes had that

elsewhere. Some things

voice

After all, Blake Parker was New York’s golden boy. No one in our circles would dare speak to him with such

delivering/a string of retorts as if

I could tell he wasn’t truly angry. Three years of marriage had taught me to read the subtle tightening around his almost imperceptible clench of his jaw. This wasn’t his fury –

turned back to my race car, letting the familiar scent of

her favorite role the gracious

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briefest glance, the kind you’d give to somente when completely

in the drivers seat I divided my attention between the mechanics engine anatyals and the scene playing out in per Laurel still stood together – New York’s power couple, exactly at the d always dreamed they would

caught my attention, though. A subtle detail that spoke volumes. In the past, Laurel had always made a poim hit

every charity gala, every Parket family event. She’d wield the

suddenly, I

wondered. Is this her way

almost instinctively. Once the maintenance crew finished their work, I’d take a few victory laps. Not to show off, but to celebrate. After

Blake’s POV

watched Audrey settle into her race car before turning to the woman

voice carried a mocking undertone. Her eyes gleamed with a dangerous light I recognized all too well. “Why

flash of panic in Laurel’s eyes

she could finish, I draped my arm across her shoulders,