Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO

Chapter 42

Audrey’s POV

“Mrs. Parker? She’s Sinclair! Audrey Sinclair! Astrid shot up from her chair with a scoff “Blake Parker and Lauret dose are in this hospital crim arény a flanche

She moved toward Michael, protective anger radiating from her every movement. Audrey’s injured. Whatever they have to kay can go through mat.

“Miss Wilson, Michael positioned himself carefully in the doorway, his normally composed expression showing a hint of train. Please rulerstand that wouldn’t be appropriate. Ile shifted his attention to me, his voice softening slightly Mrs. Parker, Mr. Parker requests your pretence. He mighty that if w want the divorce proceedings to move forward smoothly…“.

The implied threat hung heavy in the ait, unspoken but clear. I stared at my hands for a moment, feeling the familiar throb at my temples intensify of course he would use the divorce as leverage it was so perfectly, predictably Blake.

I gave a bitter smile as I tried to push myself up from the bed.

“Here, let me help.” Felix was at my side before I could process his movement, one hand extended in support.

I leaned away from his offered assistance, managing what I hoped was a reassuring smile. “Thanks, I can manage.”

could come with you,” he offered, dropping his

voice gentle but firm. ‘I can’t let Blake hold a grudge

across his features told me he wanted to argue, but years of social

an instant, her presence both comforting and concerning. “I’m coming

carefully extracted myself from her protective stance.

“Audrey-”

I cut off her protest with a look we both understood. Her quick temper combined with Blake’s arrogance

lips together, clearly unhappy but understanding. Fine. But keep your phone close. One

almost

despite the protest from my injuries.

respectful silence as we navigated the hospital’s maze of corridors and elevators. Other patients and staff came and went, each floor we passed marking

Parker, Michael finally ventured as we approached yet another elevator. “You

after three years of marriage to Blake. Always fine, always composed, always the perfect Mrs. Parker – even when my world was crumbling around

I couldn’t help asking. “Is she

spoke volumes.

suite when Laurel’s voice drifted