Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO

Audrey’s POV

Thalia looked at me like I’d just asked the dumbest question in the world.

“Tonight is my brother and Laurel’s proposal,” she said with a smirk. “Blake’s been planning it for

over a month.”

I pointed to the decorations. “Then why does everything say ‘Happy Birthday?”

Thalia followed my gesture to a white ribbon hanging from the ceiling. Gold letters spelled “Happy Birthday” across its length.

Her mouth dropped open. “That’s ”

“Look at the gifts too,” Astrid said, nodding toward a corner table stacked with white and gold boxes, each with “Happy Birthday” tags.

Thalia spun around, suddenly noticing all the birthday decorations shed somehow missed. Her composure vanished.

“This is wrong! Where’s security?” she snapped. “This…”

A commotion at the entrance cut her off. Laurel appeared in a blue gown that caught the light perfectly, photographers trailing behind her. Camera flashes bounced off the chandeliers as she paused dramatically.

“Blake darling!” she called.

Blake stepped out from a side door in a black suit. Laurel headed straight for him, looping her arm through his with practiced ease. She turned toward the cameras with a camera–perfect smile.

Reporters swarmed around them.

“Look this way!”

“Perfect couple!”

“Mr. Parker, what’s tonight’s occasion?”

Thalia’s earlier confusion vanished. “It’s starting!” She clapped excitedly. “Laurel’s moment is here!”

She shot me a warning look, “Don’t mess this up.”

“Right, because we’re dying to ruin this special moment for the cheater and his mistress,” Astrid

1/4

muttered, giving Thalia a withering look.

I grabbed some juice from a passing waiter and watched Blake’s face. His jaw was tight as he leaned toward Laurel, whispering something. Whatever was happening, he wasn’t happy about it.

really doing tonight? I wondered, studying his

Blake’s POV

reporters…” I frowned, keeping my

I’d kept tonight small – just friends and family. These cameras would

squeezing my arm. “Don’t you think this

wide eyes. “You’re not mad, are you? This helps

away from the spotlight so long,” she added, her voice softening.

everyone I’m back.”

“Laurel, not everything needs an audience. This

had just the right amount of tremor.

every detail carefully, inviting people who knew Audrey. Now strangers with press

in that red dress I’d

thought. Why is nothing

Audrey’s POV

swallowed the

nervous laughter.

hand. “Power outage at the Four Seasons?

tightly. This blackout felt too perfect to be accidental. My brain tried to sort al, and now through the mixed signals – birthday decorations at what was supposed to be a

head: “I can’t give her

2/4

Chapter 139

that way about her.”

I’ll throw her a

in the darkness. I’d thought he’d forgotten that casual promise, especially after rushing to propose to

glow appeared in the distance. As my eyes adjusted, I saw Michael and other Parker Group staff

they pushed the cake forward, their voices

whispered. “Another mistake?” She leaned closer. “Is it

birthday?”

everything suddenly made sense. “Maybe,” I said quietly, “it’s for my

your ID shows today as your

魚

First, he got the date wrong – your real birthday was two days ago. After three years together, how could he not know? Second, you’re divorced! Who throws their ex–wife a birthday

does, apparently, I thought

voice shattered

All wrong!” she shrieked.

across the room

She jabbed a finger at his

at her, still holding the cake

yelled. “First birthday decorations everywhere, now you’re singing ‘Happy Birthday‘? At

spun toward Blake. “Look what your