Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO

Chapter 115

Blake’s POV

I stood outside the courthouse while conversations buzzed around me.

‘Did you see how she handled that car? Total pro.”

“The ex–Mrs. Parker isn’t what I expected.”

“Clean divorce, no drama. Just signed and bounced.”

“She must have a free spirit! Nothing like the desperate gold–digger from the tabloids.”

I kept my face blank as I watched Audrey drive off in Felix Thompson’s sports car like she’d owned it her whole life. These comments painted someone I barely recognized.

Free spirit?

Had Audrey wanted freedom from me all along? Had our marriage been her prison?

None of it made sense. She married me while I was in a coma. She spent my money. Multiple people told me she’d

admitted marrying me for wealth and status.

So why did our three–year marriage suddenly feel like something she needed to escape?

The way she slid behind that wheel, the calm in her eyes when she handed me those divorce papers – who was this

woman?

“Blake darling!”

Laurel’s hand grabbed my arm before I saw her. She blocked my view of the street, resting her head against my arm. Her perfume hit me like a wall.

“Thalia just texted,” she chirped. “She wants us to meet her and Olivia tonight to celebrate. Are you free?”

“What is there to celebrate?” The words came out sharp.

My humiliation or the fact that Audrey had walked away without looking back when I was certain she’d come crawling to

me?

Audrey’s POV

The sports car engine roared as I took another lap around New York’s outer ring road. Felix sat quietly beside me while I enjoyed what I needed most speed and control.

The afternoon sun warmed my face as I gripped the wheel. Every turn was my choice. Every acceleration my decision. No Parker family telling me what to do./

I pulled over at an ocean lookout and opened the top. The salt air hit my lungs, and something unexpected washed over

me – pure joy.

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loving Blake for five years, three as his wife, I’d prepared for griet and regret. Maybe even the

could breathe again. No more Parker name weighing me down. No more playing perfect

I just

happy,” Felix

turned to find him watching me. When was the last time someone looked at

there something on my face?” I

Felix

Did I get ink on myself from

look of

right. Dumping a miserable marriage

bad, why’d you marry

have. “Temporary insanity,” I said. “Blinded by

cared for Blake when he was blind five years ago. His promises to

mine alone, especially now

pulled my divorce certificate from my pocket. Audrey Sinclair again, not Parker. I held it up

a photo.

on Instagram: Free at last. I could die

sports car roared up beside us, its red paint job gleaming

up her sunglasses. “To celebrate your divorce, I borrowed this ridiculous car. Flashy

and pocketed my phone.

with her. I owe you

“You two

grinned.

side. “Mr. Thompson, I noticed how

another time.”

the wheel and put on Astrid’s

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today?” Felix

she’d evaluate a new model. “Can’t. You’re

“Am I?”

invited everyone to celebrate

I kept my face blank like Blake

Astrid pressed. “Dinner tonight? Or are you

sighed, “We

smirked. “Your friendship with Blake trumps

Felix!” I

away, leaving Felix – and

said, eyeing Felix in the mirror. “He spent the whole day at your side – hospital, courthouse, everything. Then Blake’s party

on the road. “I know. I

glanced at Astrid. “I won’t make the same

“Thank God. I worried you’d fall for another

said. “Felix is fine, but not