Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO

Chapter 97

Audrey & POV

As I pushed through the revolving doors of the hospital, night had fallen over New York, the streetlights casting long shadows across the sidewalki

My Fingers moved automatically to my temporary phone, dialing James. The automated voice told me his phone was off

That’s weird, I muttered, trying again with the same result.

James never turned off his phone, and being unreachable wasn’t an option for a Cartier executive.

I was scrolling through my limited contacts when Astrid’s red car pulled up.

‘Get in,” she called, pushing open the passenger door.

I slid into the leather seat. “Tean’t reach James.”

“I know.” Astrid’s fingers tapped the steering wheel. ‘I’ve tried him too.”

“His phone’s off,” I said. “That never happens.”

“What’s going on?” Astrid asked, pulling into traffic. “Why would James disappear this late?”

I watched buildings blur past. “Maybe he doesn’t want to face what happened.”

The marriage certificate photos, the online post destroying Laurel’s reputation while tanking Parker Group’s stock–it all pointed to James.

“Astrid, I turned to her. “Do you know where James lives?”

Her hands tightened on the wheel. The flash of discomfort on her face was unmistakable.

“Astrid?” I pressed when she said nothing.

The car hummed through Manhattan traffic, Astrid’s silence stretching between us. Finally, she sighed.

“James lives in your neighborhood.”

I blinked. “What?”

“The apartment you’re renting? He recommended it to you.”

“My apartment…” The words felt strange. “Was recommended by James?”

“Yes,” Astrid admitted. “When I was looking for a place for you, James suggested that if you lived in the same neighborhood, you could look out for each

other.”

at her profile, too surprised to

play matchmaker,” she added quickly. ‘You were miserable with Blake, and James

temples throbbed, and I pressed my fingers against

He didn’t want

about that today, I would

1/3

tho it. Anyway,

eyes, regneaffing

baby and came to Los Angeles, the contined. I told you the

red light bathed us in

this morning, after Laurel’s fans

gleamed. You should ve seen

notifications, eyebrow raised. The reaction had been swift-#LaurelThellomewrecker trending, Parker Group’s stock

do you think posted those photos?

“You don’t think it

ruthless, Blake wouldn’t have delayed your divorce for months. She rolled her eyes. “Besides, you care too much. William’s been

words settled over me. First William defending me,

Except Blake.

faith. The people around me

cold with accusation–not a second’s

really doesn’t trust her at

watching the

car turned into my familiar neighborhood,

up outside

I’d passed

place?” I asked, though I

“Yep.”

instinctively glancing toward the direction of my apartment. I had no idea my rented place

silent. When the doors opened, James stood in the

what are you doing here? His voice cracked with

garbage bags. “Astrid, could you take these out? I need to talk

but took the

the indicator

kept my voice steady. “Did you see the news online

he opened his apartment door. “Let’s talk

apartment felt like crossing a boundary, but discussing this in the hallway wasn’t

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