Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO

Chapter 100

Andrey’s POV

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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!”

with minimal censoring. The date of my miscarriage was circled in

jumped onto the bed and settled beside me. I stroked her fur absently as I read through the

‘Mrs. Parker‘ who shared her marriage certificate yesterday. Notice

pregnancy deliberately, which forced Mr. Parker to

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

post, the comments were

the Parkers, children secure a

her partying at The Underground – does she look like someone who just

The Underground appeared–sitting at the bar, talking, laughing. Now weaponized as “evidence” against

disgusting. Fakes a miscarriage, then can’t control herself from dancing with men at

the marriage certificate yesterday to

her

end

phone rang–Astrid calling. I put it on

with anger.

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