Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO

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.

servant,” he snapped, “it’s just a simple

How many nights had I waited up, warm towel ready, fresh coffee brewing, desperate to prove my worth through these little services? The memory of my own devotion left

then,” I leaned back in my

I couldn’t quite name. He stared at me longer

Miss Sinclair doesn’t want to help.” Laurel’s voice cut through the tension. She bit her lip, the perfect picture of delicate concern.

darling, would you mind getting it for me? You’ve taken care of me so many times, you know exactly how I like it. I trust you

Blake nodded. ‘Of course.”

voice dropped low. “Stay here, and don’t make

smile match his coldness. “You

How could she possibly make things difficult for

smiled up at Blake. “Don’t fuss so. Miss Sinclair and I will be fine

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Chapter 83

with elegant fingers. “New hurry

gare moving between us before finally settling on me, Something Birtered

the floor clicking

wax instant find chilling. The soft, vulnerable patient vanished, replaced by something sharp and caféulating

had lost all

trouble just to get me alone?‘ I shifted in my chair, studying her with mild curiosity. The effort she’d put

tightened. The recording. When are you deleting

masterful manipulation of Blake all for this.

it all.