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!”

as Astrid walked me to the door. She lingered, pretending to play with Snow while secretly watching me from the

she cooed, dangling a toy just out of Snow’s

with deliberate normalcy. Only when

immediately, doubling me over. I collapsed onto the sofa, clutching my stomach as waves of agony ripped through me. The spicy food I’d

mine. Her soft fur tickled my face as she tried to burrow

I found my phone. Muscle memory took over as I hit the emergency

years.

“Yeah?”

familiar edge in Blake’s tone made my chest tighten. “Audrey.” A beat. “What

noise from his end filled the silence – laughter, music, glasses clinking from the restaurant we’d left

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

could gather my strength to respond,

“Hey, whose turn? Oh

voice sounded. “Can I skip this?

movement, then the background noise faded. Blake had stepped away from the party, his voice dropping lower with concern he couldn’t quite hide: ‘Audrey! Just… say something, will