Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO

Chapter 110

I stepped out with purposeful strides, but instantly froze when I saw what awaited me. The lobby was packed with reporters surrounding Blake and Laurel at the center. Laurel clung to Blake’s arm, her face animated as she spoke, Blake stood behind her, looking at her with tenderness I hadn’t seen in years.

“Blake is a wonderful person,” Laurel said, her voice carrying across the space. “Perhaps some people don’t understand his goodness and end up hurting him. I feel so sorry for him.”

The reporters nodded sympathetically. One called out, “Miss Rose, regarding the online rumors that Mr. Parker is deliberately showing affection to you because his wife cheated during their marriage, what’s your take?”

Another added, “Miss Rose, do you think Mr. Parker’s feelings for you are genuine, or is he just trying to spite his wife on the marriage certificate?”

I couldn’t look away from the scene unfolding before me. Without thinking, I pulled out my phone and hit record.

Laurel’s face took on a sad expression. “Blake darling and I have known each other for five years. Although we were apart for three years, I believe our connection is something no one can come between.*

She glanced back at Blake, blushing. “In the future, Blake darling and I will always be good friends!”

The reporters laughed knowingly. “Just friends or boyfriend and girlfriend?” someone teased.

Pleas

blush deepened. “We’re just good friends

reporter called out. “Before Mr. Parker divorces that ungrateful woman, you’re

in your reports. If it affects

won’t forgive you.”

reporter grinned. “Don’t worry, Miss Rose,

favors,” he said coldly.

notice my action, his eyes

my cloud storage. “Keeping a memento,” I said calmly. “Don’t you think it’s

at me like I’d grown

confused. The proper Mrs. Parker who endured every slight with dignity no longer existed. Cancer had killed her before it

phone away, a commotion erupted from the press

that?” a reporter pointed

that the woman on Mr. Parker’s

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“It really is her!”

reporters turned toward us like sharks smelling blood, abandoning Laurel and Blake. Cameras swiveled,