Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO

Chapter 83

Chapter 83

Audrey POV

The moment I agreed to stay, Laurel’s transformation was instantaneost. The fears that had been threatening to fall seinätata des, replaced by a triumphant gleam that she didn’t even try to hide. With practiced grace, she melted into Bilaketaine, bee bags fo possessive intimacy.

Blake darling, how wonderful! 1 knew you’d help convince Miss Sinclair to stay!

She turned that perfectly calculated smile my way. “Miss Sinclair, thank you for agreeing to keep me company

I moved past them without acknowledgment, heading straight for the hospital room.

Blake’s frown was almost audible as he disentangled himself from Laurel’s clinging embrace. Laurel, let’s go in too.”

As soon as Blake helped Laurel back to her bed with practiced care, she spoke up, ‘Blake darling, her voice quavered with measured distress, and one hand” rose to touch her face. “I was crying… does my makeup look terrible? Am I a mess?”

I couldn’t help but notice her perfectly intact makeup in the room’s harsh fluorescent lighting. Only her eyes showed the slightest hint of redness – the kind that came from careful rubbing rather than genuine tears.

What a performance, I thought with grim amusement.

Blake’s fingers found his temples – a gesture showing his resignation. “We’ll get you cleaned up.”

When he turned to me, his expression had already shifted into that particular blend of authority and annoyance. “Get some warm water for Laurel.

The casual command hit something raw inside me. After all these things, he still thought I was that same woman who would leap to fulfill his every whim.

A cold smile touched my lips as I met his gaze. “Mr. Parker, let me be clear. I agreed to stay and chat with your precious Miss Rose. I didn’t agree to be her

servant.

not about being a servant,” he snapped,

I waited up, warm

then,” I leaned back in my chair. “I

emotion I couldn’t quite name. He stared at

tension. She bit her lip, the

expression softening into something intimate and trusting. “Blake darling, would you mind getting it for me? You’ve

Blake nodded. ‘Of course.”

door but paused beside my chair. His voice dropped low. “Stay here, and don’t make things difficult

his coldness. “You should be saying

patient here. How could she

smiled up at Blake. “Don’t fuss so. Miss Sinclair and

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Chapter 83

elegant fingers. “New hurry my face

on me, Something Birtered behind his eyes. Bei Karel rand

floor clicking

The soft, vulnerable patient vanished, replaced by something sharp and caféulating far caile stre predatory as

Her voice had lost

me alone?‘ I shifted in my chair, studying her with mild curiosity. The effort she’d put into this little performance

lips tightened. The recording. When are

that masterful manipulation of Blake all for this. I nearly laughed at the

it all.

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