Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO

Chapter 100

Andrey’s POV

Morning light Mstefed though my blinds. A persistent buzzing pulled me from sleep. ( fembled for my phoné, hnéskés oser à curet

Damn I muttered, finally opening my eyes.

My screen showed dozens of notifications, most from Astrid. I yawned and unlocked my phone. The first message jolted mo auske.

Andrey, things have gotten worse!”

Below were multiple texts and links, each more urgent than the last.

“Look at this! They re saying anything to clear Laurel of being the homewrecker!

I clicked the link, suddenly wide awake. My stomach dropped as the page loaded.

There on the screen was a post with my private medical records–documentation of my miscarriage.

‘What the hell?” I whispered.

The post displayed a headline in bold: “TRUTH BEHIND THE PARKER MARRIAGE SCANDAL REVEALED!”

record with minimal censoring. The date of my miscarriage was circled in red, with arres connecting it to another date–when

onto the bed and settled beside me. I stroked her

who shared her marriage certificate yesterday. Notice she miscarried right when

forced Mr. Parker to publicly comfort Ms.

Mr. Parker for three years, finally gets pregnant, then decides to

post, the comments were

the Parkers, children

The Underground – does she look like someone who just miscarried? Maybe the

Underground appeared–sitting at the bar, talking, laughing.

miscarriage, then can’t control herself from dancing with

to blackmail Mr. Parker and Ms.

should divorce her immediately. She’s

the end of my life, that I can’t seem to feel much about any of this

I

crackled with anger. Have you seen

it now,” I replied,

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people. When you miscanted, I unly found out that night when

no one else know, I’ll sue that hospital