Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO

Audrey’s POV

I paused at Alexander’s question. After a moment, I shook my head. ‘Of course not.”

He leaned forward in his chair, brow furrowed with curiosity. “Then… is it because of abuse?”

I had to suppress a bitter laugh. “No.”

Then…” His voice softened with what sounded like genuine concern. ‘Is it because you’re terminally ill and don’t want to burden your husband?”

My breath caught for a moment, but I kept my face neutral. “Not that either.”

‘Don’t tell me it’s because your husband is having an affair?” When I didn’t immediately deny it, his eyes widened. “But you’re gorgeous! How could he cheat?”

“Love has nothing to do with looks. After three years of marriage to Blake Parker, I’d learned that lesson well enough.

he was hearing. His gaze drifted to the window, where morning sunlight was painting patterns on the sterile

I instinctively mentioned

pretty average for a Hollywood star. Nothing compared to

shaking his head in amazement. “Barely left

I couldn’t help but

asked, trying to keep my voice casual. “Must be serious if she

his voice conspiratorially. “She looks perfectly fine to me. Rosy cheeks, strong voice –

boyfriend’s just being extra. You know how these billionaire types get – thinking throwing money at

nurses can’t stop talking about it,” he added with a hint of amusement. “Apparently, Blake Parker’s got the whole hospital jumping through hoops for her. Talk about

I murmured. “Must

at the racetrack to cradle Laurel in his arms. In that moment, the truth had never been clearer: in Blake’s eyes, even a single hair on Laurel’s head was precious gold.

conversation. His expression darkened as he read the message, tension creeping into his