Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO

Chapter 60

“Would that be so bad?” The streetlights caught the mischief in his eyes.

“Young man, that’s not a funny joke.”

“Just kidding. His tone softened slightly. “But I am curious you two seem to have no feelings left, yet you’re still not divorced. Why?”

“That’s none of your business. Stop asking.”

A sharp gust of wind cut through the evening air, and I couldn’t suppress a shiver. Before I could protest, Ethan was already shrugging off his jacket.

“Here.” He draped it over my shoulders with casual grace. ‘You’re shaking.”

“I don’t need- My attempt to remove it was gently but firmly stopped.

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“Okay, I was wrong to pry.” His voice carried genuine remorse. “Let me make it up to you I’ll help search for Snow all night if that’s what it takes. Deal?”

I hesitated, he added, “You’re already weak, and if you catch a cold and end up back in the hospital, Snow will

sound. After a moment’s consideration, I let my hands

search methodically. First stop was the local convenience store for cat food. Armed with flashlights and Snow’s favorite treats, we began combing through

echoed off brick walls and

meow examined only to find yet another stray that wasn’t Snow. The hope that had sustained me began to

deep in my bones. My voice was growing hoarse from calling, and

should stop before we disturb the neighbors.” Ethan’s voice was gentle

tears started. Silent at first, then

‘Hey… please don’t cry.”

my throat. “What if

if she

dam finally broke. “I couldn’t even protect

held years of unshed tears. All the times I hadn’t cried – losing my baby, seeing Blake with Laurel, enduring the Parker family’s contempt – it all came

years. Five freaking years since that crazy day at the beach. Blake showed up out of nowhere – beaten up, blind, completely helpless. Rachel was with me when we found him. I had no clue he was the CEO of the Parker Group. I spent weeks taking care of him, changing his bandages, helping him eat, talk… somewhere along the way, I fell for him. Hard. It was stupid – I mean,

I went straight to William Parker, his grandfather, and made an impossible request to marry Blake, to care for him, to stand by

once–sweet memories now only sent waves of pain