Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO

Chapter 44

Audrey’s POV

Looking at the couple before me, I knew I should be feeling heartbroken, upset, or even furious right note-

But perhaps because I no longer held any expectations for Blake Parker, my heart had grown completely numb, desold of any emotion.

Blake darling… After crying for a while, Laurel seemed to notice I had no intention of apologizing. She shifted in Blake’s arms, pretending to hem recovered somewhat, and buried herself deeper into his chest with practiced vulnerability. ‘Don’t be too hard on Sisa Sinclair.

“Miss Sinclait,” she turned to me with perfectly calculated distress in her voice. “I know you’ve always had something against me

“Blake and 1. there’s really nothing between us… As she spoke these words, she deliberately pressed herself closer to Blake, her body language completely contradicting her statement.

A cold smile touched my lips. Miss Rose, you’re clinging to my husband while we’re still legally married, yet you claim there’s nothing between you?”

Her face turned pale instantly. She quickly released Blake, but tears had already started flowing down her cheeks. ‘Miss Sinclair, please don’t think that way, Blake and I…

1 only see her as a sister,” Blake cut in, his voice hard and cold. ‘Stop making things so complicated.”

“Whatever is between you two,” I said, surprised by the steadiness in my voice, ‘I stopped caring long ago.” I met his gaze directly. “Blake, just sign the papers, okay? That’s the best thing you can do. See you at the court tomorrow.”

I could see his jaw tightened – a tell I’d learned to recognize during our marriage. He was angry, but more than that, he was caught off guard. Good.

“And don’t forget,” I added as I turned to leave, “the racetrack’s security footage will show exactly what happened today. You might want to review it before demanding any more apologies.” I paused at the door. “Oh, and the fifty million dollars from our bet – I’ll expect that in my account before the divorce proceedings.”

I made it halfway down the corridor before the pain hit. My stomach cramped violently, forcing me to lean against the wall. Through the partially open door of the suite, I could hear Laurel’s voice, perfectly pitched to carry:

“Blake darling, how dare she speak to us that way!”

into her? I have

lose, deliberately slowing down to make

darling, I’m so upset,

last complaint made me want to laugh, though the pain in my own stomach made that impossible. Here she was, pretending to have stomach pains, while I

me back to my own room. A few minutes later, when I returned to my

to leave urgent family business,” she said, crossing the room to grasp my hand. Her

you

much trouble, did

“Blake just wanted

eyes widened in disbelief/“When that woman deliberately tried to kill you? God, is Blake completely blind?” She gripped my hand tighter. “The

the door quietly, trading my hospital gown for the clothes Astrid had brought. A faint smile touched

for him, haven’t I?”

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Chapter 44

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to her, Astrid said,

clothes, my voice

breath I hadn’t realized she was holding. Good. That’s more

could say more, my phone rang

She usually only sent messages, knowing I wanted to keep my condition private. A call

and stepped into the stairwell, my hand trembling slightly as 1 answered. “Dr. Evans? What’s

to buy your medication just called.

fifty million. And he wants to

fingers turned white around the phone. They had only made their offer through Dr. Evans this