Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO

Laurel’s POV

That man carried Audrey away like she was some fragile princess. Jealousy crept through me. How could plain, ordinary Andreý altract sommous quit and i handsome?

But underneath that jealousy was satisfaction. Perfect! Being carried by another man right in front of Blake would surely damage his opinion of her

1 looked up at Blake with a concerned smile. ‘Miss Sinclair is popular…*

Blake said nothing, just watched them leave.

‘Isn’t that the same man who was with her yesterday? I kept my voice curious, not accusing. He said he was just taking care of Miss Sinclair, hot now if seems their relationship is quite… special.

When I turned back to see Blake’s reaction, the coldness in his eyes made me look away.

“Blake darling…” I started.

“Laurel. His voice was flat. “Did you do that deliberately?”

My heart raced. Had I miscalculated?

know what you’re talking about…” I adjusted my

I… deliberately

him, tears forming. “How could you think that of me? We’ve

Blake’s POV

was a Hollywood star who should know better than to cause scenes in public. Yet she’d drawn a crowd, making

target.

Despite Audrey’s insistence on

as I looked at Laurel. This wasn’t the first time she’d been impulsive and emotional without thinking about consequences. Was

caught my eye. Audrey was walking toward us, each step careful but determined despite her injuries. The young man was behind her. For some

a hardness in her eyes I rarely saw during

that excuse might

the wheelchair. “Miss Rose claims she raised her

still legally married. He has every right to carry me, or even share a bed with me. It’s certainly not your

guard: During our marriage, Audrey had always

told Laurel. “Do you think

my face neutral, though her words hit home. It was true I had been appearing with Laurel at events, creating exactly the impression Audrey described. But that was different. I owed Laurel