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 red, with arres connecting it to another date–when Laurel

settled beside me. I stroked her fur absently as I read through the

shared her marriage certificate yesterday. Notice she

Mr. Parker to publicly

married to Mr. Parker for three years, finally gets

post, the

Parkers, children secure a woman’s

she look like someone who just miscarried? Maybe

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

disgusting. Fakes a miscarriage, then can’t control

certificate yesterday to blackmail Mr. Parker and Ms. Rose

Parker should divorce her

comments, I felt eerily clam. Perhaps it’s because I’m facing the end of my life, that I can’t

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