Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO

Chapter 96

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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

Her face was pale, the IV in her arm making

you find Miss Sinclair?”

distracted by her medical

admit to posting

in my

confused by my sudden change

why do your records show multiple ER visits after eating spicy

face went a shade

waited, still scanning the

Me Before Death Takes Me

Chapter 96

know who did it,

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

up his phone,

Laurel terrible people, but why drag me into it?” he complained, pointing at

look like someone who

of New York’s most feared businessmen – pouting about an internet post was too much.

held for a second before

down, he looked at me fondly. “You haven’t laughed

smile faded. He

you terribly, but

in his voice

he said, watching me carefully. “And that’s why I invited you both to lunch last time,

well,” I explained

you still want

bit my lip and nodded. With only three months left, there was

William said thoughtfully. “You could use it to announce the divorce. His eyes had that strategic gleam.

Before I

Blake’s POV

pillows. Her face was pale, the IV in her arm making her seem more fragile

Miss Sinclair?”

her medical chart.

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