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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five years, three as his wife, I’d prepared for griet and regret.

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

just

happy,” Felix

the last time someone looked at me like I

on

Felix

Did I get ink on myself from the divorce

“No. It’s the look of someone

“You’re right. Dumping a miserable

it was so bad, why’d you

have. “Temporary

him everything – how I’d cared for Blake when he was blind five years ago. His promises to

were mine alone, especially now that I was

from my pocket. Audrey Sinclair again, not Parker. I held it up against the

a photo.

Free at last. I could die happy

beside us, its red paint job gleaming in the

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

and pocketed

for me,” I told Felix. “I’ll head back with her. I owe you dinner

“You

Astrid grinned.

Thompson, I noticed how you looked

another time.”

got behind the wheel and put on

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today?” Felix

him like she’d evaluate a new

“Am I?”

rented The Underground tonight,” she said. “He’s invited everyone to celebrate his divorce. Can

I kept my face blank like Blake wasn’t my husband of three years who’d

Astrid pressed. “Dinner tonight? Or are you going

sighed, “We should

Astrid smirked.

Felix!” I

leaving Felix – and the Parker

your side – hospital,

“I know.

red light, I glanced at Astrid. “I won’t make the same mistake

I worried you’d fall for

said. “Felix is fine,