Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO

Chapter 47

Audrey’s POV

One month ago. That was when Blake had started planning his engagement ceremony with Laurel Rose. One month

What had t been doing back then? Our baby. I remembered the desperate hope as I consulted doctor after doctor, trying to find a way to protect our chiễ despite my failing body. Now the memory just felt like a cruel joke. While I had been fighting to save the last piece of our relationship growing inside me, he had been preparing a grand proposal to another woman.

‘God, Audrey, I’m just glad you’re done with all that mess, Astrid’s voice cut through my dark thoughts. Her hand found mine, squeezing tight. Can you imagine how much worse this would hurt if you weren 17”

I turned to her with a practiced smile. “Right.”

Done with all that mess. The words tasted bitter in my mouth. After being hurt so many times, after having my hopes shattered again and again, perhaps I had finally grown numb. Was that the same as being done?

“Can we head back?” I said softly, staring out at the darkness beyond the car window.

Astrid nodded quickly, starting the engine. “Right, let’s not waste another second talking about those two jerks. She forced some cheer into her voice. “Besides, bet Snow’s going crazy waiting for you!”

me to the door. She lingered, pretending to play with Snow while secretly watching

toy just out of Snow’s reach. Her eyes kept

maintained my composure, moving around the living room with deliberate normalcy. Only when I heard the door click shut behind her did I let

collapsed onto the sofa, clutching my stomach as waves of agony ripped through me. The spicy food I’d forced down at the restaurant to maintain my façade

her warm body against mine. Her soft fur tickled my face as she tried to burrow closer, offering

I found my phone. Muscle memory took over as I hit the emergency contact – a number I’d called

years.

“Yeah?”

Blake’s tone made my chest tighten. “Audrey.”

from his end filled the silence – laughter, music, glasses clinking from the

“You couldn’t say whatever this is to my face earlier, but now

my

“Hey, whose turn? Oh my god,

I skip this? I

from the party, his voice dropping lower with concern he couldn’t quite hide: ‘Audrey!