Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO

Chapter 92

Audrey’s POV

“Thanks for earlier, I said to Ethan as we walked away from Mayo Clinic. I handed back his phone. If you hadn’t stepped in, these people would ve bapt staring, and I wouldn’t have seen the stories online.”

We found a small café between a pharmacy and a bookstore, the kind of place with mismatched chairs and regulars who never needed to order. The aim tea came in chipped mugs that somehow made it taste better.

Ethan pocketed his phone. “No wonder you didn’t answer my messages. Your phone was broken”

You sent messages?”

“Yeah. He fiddled with his napkin. ‘When Blake dragged you to the hospital, I saw how rough he was being. I got worried, so i texted you.”

His eyes went puppy–dog sad. “When you didn’t answer, I thought maybe I was too much of a nobody for you to bother with.”

I smiled despite myself. “And then?”

“Then I saw the drama on the second floor.” He shrugged.

I stirred my tea, watching leaves swirl at the bottom. The bruises from this morning’s fall down the stairs throbbed dully beneath my clothes.

Ethan took a careful sip. “Your husband…” He hesitated. “Miss Rose ditched him when he was in a coma, right? Now she’s back just when he’s on top again.” He frowned. “Why isn’t he pissed at her? Why divorce you instead?”

“Favoritism,” I said, tasting my tea. “He likes her, so she gets away with anything.”

For years, I’d tried to understand Blake Parker. I’d made excuses for his coldness, his distance, his inability to see me. I used to think he just didn’t understand emotions. Until Laurel returned from Europe… only then did I realize he wasn’t emotionally stunted. He simply didn’t love me.

Besides, I didn’t have much time left anyway.

“Doesn’t it break your heart?” Ethan asked, looking genuinely curious.

easily after so

sipped my tea. “Too

thin and pale these days, I still had a

“I’ve got

Thanks for

“Will you be okay?”

to get my phone fixed

– which I won – we parted ways. He headed toward NYU while I turned

shops. My legs

answer: water damage this extensive couldn’t be fixed.

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reality. Rachel’s phone couldn’t be repaired. Just like how Rachel world

as the handed me the phone box four years ago. You need

a car accident, and the vibrant waman who had been my closest friend became an unresponsive bod hospital bed before her family whisked her to Europe for

never heard from

old shop tucked on

phone.

he said, squinting at his computer. “The parts for this

a taxi home. Exhaustion settled deep in my bones. My stomach ached with that

my building, night had fallen. I paid the driver

two steps when a dark figure rushed toward me. Strong hands grabbed my jaw, fingers digging into my skin as I was slammed against

shock, I registered Blake’s face

you!?” I said, fighting

wrong with me? You’ve lost it!” His eyes darkened with rage. “We agreed at the hospital that

with pain,

me what I supposedly did! The entire afternoon, I’d been downtown looking for repair shops to fix my phone!‘ I hadn’t even been online since leaving the hospital. Whatever he was accusing

Blake’s POV

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