Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO

Chapter 136

Audrey’s POV

The red dress hugged my body perfectly. Standing before the full–length mirror, I barely recognized myself. The ruby embellishments caught the light with every movement, making the dress seem

alive.

“Audrey Sinclair, I’m talking to you! Are you deaf?” Thalia’s voice cut through the boutique, sharp and impatient.

I ignored her, smoothing the fabric over my hips. With only three months left to live, why shouldn’t I be bold? The vibrant red made my skin glow against my newly cut short hair.

“What, gone mute now too?” she snapped, her reflection glaring at me in the mirror.

Rachel’s voice echoed in my memory: “You were born to wear red, Audrey.”

I thought about when the Sinclairs found me – their biological daughter who’d been switched at birth. They brought me home from my small town, but I always felt then comparing me to the girl. who’d grown up in my place – Victoria Sinclair. I never quite measured up.

Back then, I wore grays and blacks, trying to disappear in crowds. It was Rachel who dragged me into that department store, insisting I try on that first red dress.

“Don’t let being raised in a small town make you feel inferior,” she’d said, her eyes bright with certainty. “You’re a Sinclair by blood – it’s not your fault you were switched at birth.”

She squeezed my shoulders as I’d stood nervously in that first red dress. “They prefer that fake daughter because they’re blind. It’s not your failure.”

“You should be beautiful and vibrant,” she’d insisted. “Let everyone see you!”

The memory brought a bittersweet ache. If Rachel could see me now, vibrant in red rather than hiding in the background, she’d be thrilled.

“Hello? Earth to Audrey!” Thalia’s voice grew louder, breaking through my thoughts.

I turned slightly, running a hand through my short hair, and gave her a dismissive glance.

“Thalia, I asked her to try it on Blake’s voice was firm and calm. “Don’t forget, she’s attending tomorrow’s ceremony.”

Thalia snorted. “Brother, she’s your–ex–wife now.”

She crossed her arms over her chest. “It’s one thing to invite her to your ceremony tomorrow, but

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try on something like this?” She gestured toward

it to me if I liked

have you lost your

a blank stare.

the store!” Thalia’s voice went up an octave. “Both Laurel and I thought

glared at me. “Yet she has

your brother’s finances,” I replied, smoothing the dress, “you

everything costs five times what

coolly. “You drain his accounts every day. What right do you have to

face turned almost as red as my dress. “I’m his actual sister!

finger in my direction. “You’re

darling, you chose to leave with

didn’t matter to

they do… why act so noble during the divorce? Was it all

cameras?”

need to be like this? Blake only tolerates these demands out of sentimentality. Anyone else would

had discussed, yet could fabricate a whole narrative making me seem like I was shamelessly demanding gifts

my ex–husband.

broke through the tension. “This gentleman asked

choose a dress…”

“She didn’t ask for anything. She

”

quickly slapped a hand over her colleague’s mouth and

Blake, her expression suddenly uncertain. “You… actively offered

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without hesitation. “Yes. You know she’s attending

red… appropriate for Miss Sinclair

of challenge in my eyes. “Why wouldn’t

WI

she wore white at her engagement. I’d steal attention just by existing. Which was exactly my plan. If Blake wanted his ex–wife

his temples, clearly tired of

a saleswoman. “I’ll take all three dresses

The saleswoman

with mock sweetness, gathering–the dress and heading to

Blake’s POV

stood calmly with her shopping bag. The red dress was now wrapped in