Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO

Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO

Chapter 132

Audrey’s POV

The voice froze me in place. My body stiffened instinctively. Though I’d been divorced from Blake Parker for only days, hearing his voice still triggered a physical reaction I couldn’t control.

I forced a breath before turning around. Blake stood in the doorway, his tall frame commanding the space without effort.

“Giving them jewelry assistant services was something you agreed to,” he said. “Yet you haven’t done this job once, and you’re already bad–mouthing your employers?”

George Mei jumped up, eyes wide.

“Mr. Parker!” he exclaimed. “What a surprise to see you here at our little studio!”

He rushed over, completely forgetting me as he extended his hand to Blake.

“The last time we met was at William Parker’s birthday celebration,” George said eagerly. “Do you

remember?”

Blake nodded briefly. “I do.”

“What an excellent memory!” George beamed. “To remember someone as minor as me!”

“Hmm,” Blake murmured.

His eyes shifted to me. “Audrey.”

I kept my face blank as I turned fully toward him. Years of practice had taught me how to hide my

reactions to Blake Parker.

“Mr. Parker,” I replied evenly.

face before his

Our eyes met, and I deliberately emptied my gaze. Something flickered across Blake’s ! expression returned to its familiar coldness.

“Laurel and Thalia are picking dresses,” he stated. “I’m here to take you to them.”

I nodded once. “Alright.”

I grabbed the envelope from George’s desk and dropped it in my bag. Blake watched r frowning slightly.

“Let’s go,” I said, walking toward the door.

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good evening, Mr. Parker!” George

answer, Just followed

it meant getting soaked in the rain. I was afraid of seeming Spoiled or demanding. I thought being:

every whim, and I realized he didn’t want someone understanding. Or rather, no matter how understanding I was, he still

and spotted a pink lipstick on the seat- Laurel’s shade. I closed the

started the engine, then noticed my position

keep things so formal?” he

left it on your passenger seat. The message seems clear. I wouldn’t want to be

makeup when we went dress shopping.

phone rang through the

dresses, and when we came out, you were gone. The sales girl

came to get

A brief silence followed.

for?” Laurel asked, her voice

right jewelry. Since we’ve hired Audrey

than I do,” Laurel said dismissively. “When will you

our way, Miss Rose,”

shocked gasp came through the speakers. “What? Blake darling, are you putting me

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was theatrical. “You’re sharing our private

hated when Laurel cried. He frantically tried comforting her through the phone while getting out of the driver’s seat. He opened the passenger door and motioned for me

planned to focus entirely

my door, got out, and slid into the driver’s seat. As I started driving, Blake devoted all his

Laurel. It’s too small a space,” he said, his tone suddenly gentle. “I wouldn’t broadcast

unyielding man I’d been married to was now bending over backward

manufactured emotions.

flowers, Blake said suddenly. “What kind do you

then nodded. “Okay, I’ll

glanced back. “Do

“Some,” I replied.

Laurel flowers to apologize,‘ he said, not meeting

from Blake Parker’s mouth.

or admitted fault.

I always found ways to smooth things over without making Blake acknowledge he was wrong.

here he was, volunteering to apologize because Laurel was upset about a

there something on my

was staring at him, Blake frowned and instinctively

I