Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO

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I think I know who did it, I said.

William nodded. “Good. Find the truth and explain it to Blake and the public. Itis expression oftened. “Whoreet did this probably meant was, for and na easy on them.”

He picked up his phone, scrolling with growing indignation.

They can call Blake and Laurel terrible people, but why drag me into it?‘ he complained, pointing at his screen. Look at this garbage.

He jabbed at the post. “Do I look like someone who forces people into marriages?”

The image of William Parker one of New York’s most feared businessmen – pouting about an internet post was too much. I burst out laughing

William’s offended took held for a second before he cracked, joining me in genuine laughter.

When we settled down, he looked at me fondly. “You haven’t laughed like that in ages.”

My smile faded. He was right.

William’s expression turned serious. I’ll miss you terribly, but I want you to be happy.”

The sincerity in his voice caught me off guard.

“When you missed the court, I thought you’d changed your mind,” he said, watching me carefully. “And that’s why I invited you both to lunch last time. hoping you might reconcile.”

‘I wasn’t feeling well,” I explained simply.

“So you still want the divorce?”

I bit my lip and nodded. With only three months left, there was no point pretending.

“This online mess could be an opportunity,” William said thoughtfully. “You could use it to announce the divorce.” His eyes had that strategic gleam. That stubborn brat would have to agree now.”

He squeezed my shoulder – part support, part goodbye. Before I could answer, a nurse came in to check his vitals.

Blake’s POV

against the hospital pillows. Her face was pale, the IV in her

find Miss Sinclair?” she asked

by her medical chart. Something wasn’t adding

she admit to posting

I frowned at the papers in my hand. “I thought you

sudden change of topic.

multiple ER

face went a

waited, still scanning

Death Takes

Chapter 96

I know who did it, I

the truth and explain it to Blake and the public. His expression softened.

picked up his phone, scrolling with growing

me into it?” he complained, pointing at his screen. Look at

I look like someone who forces

of New York’s most feared businessmen –

before he cracked, joining me in

he looked at me fondly.

smile faded. He

serious. “I’ll miss you terribly, but

sincerity in his voice caught me off

thought you’d changed your mind,” he said, watching me carefully. “And that’s why I

feeling well,”

still want

bit my lip and nodded. With only

mess could be an opportunity,” William said thoughtfully. “You could use it to announce the divorce. His eyes had that strategic gleam. “That stubborn brat would have

goodbye. Before I could answer, a

Blake’s POV

small against the hospital pillows. Her face was pale, the IV in her arm making her seem

Miss

distracted by her medical chart. Something