Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO

Chapter 142

Audrey’s POV

I watched ceiling tiles slide past as nurses wheeled me down the corridor. Andrew Jensen walked alongside.

“Is her boyfriend a doctor?” I asked, keeping my voice low.

Jensen shook his head. “He’s not a doctor, but he’s found many specialists to treat her condition. He’s incredibly determined.”

“And these medical records?” I asked. “What are they for?”

“They’re for international specialists,” Jensen explained, checking his watch nervously. “He’s leaving no stone unturned.”

One of the nurses glanced at me with a smile. “Her boyfriend must care for her deeply.”

“Of course,” Jensen replied with a hint of pride. “I’ve heard that my client saved her boyfriend’s life when they were younger. He promised he’d do anything to help cure her illness…”

The nurse began taking my vitals – blood pressure, temperature, blood samples. While complying, my mind raced with questions.

“By the way, if he cares so much,” I asked as the blood pressure cuff tightened, “why is she lying to

him?”

If someone cared that much about my health, I wouldn’t want to lie to them.

Jensen waved dismissively. “I don’t try to understand. Call it a lovers‘ game.”

He leaned closer. “Besides, this arrangement gives you excellent medical care.”

“It doesn’t harm you,” he added. “Just play along.”

His logic was twisted, but it made some sense. I decided to stop asking questions. The nurse finished

her work, collected the data, and handed everything to Jensen, who left after reviewing it with

satisfaction.

I didn’t know if Jensen’s client would need anything else, so I remained in the hospital bed, reaching for my phone to pass the time

On social media, negative posts about Laurel were vanishing. Comment sections filled with outrage hours ago were now cleaned up, with accounts posting apologies and retractions.

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must be behind this

If Blake had moved this quickly when I was being called a gold–digger online, I

phone buzzed with

you my birthday gift, did you

before

sent a voice message, clearly unaware Blake had traced everything: “Are you happy now? I saw Blake was proposing to Laurel today. I thought it was your birthday, so I figured he was trying to hurt you. That’s why I released all that evidence right when Laurel was supposed to get proposed to. Turns out Blake was throwing you

excitement sent chills down my

has traced everything back to

“How? I masked my

pros on his

rubbed my temples. Ethan was just a college kid trying to

made.

afraid. Everything I posted was true. Even if

bravery would be admirable if

your intentions. But don’t do anything else. I’ll handle

myself.”

couldn’t let Ethan face Blake’s wrath alone. He had no idea what Blake Parker could do when provoked, especially when

voice from the stairwell, I

eighth floor to the ninth, then to the tenth. As I reached for the door handle, a

you’re wrong about

William is here?

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through the window. Blake stood in the hallway, bent slightly as he spoke to Willang sat in a

she was sick, Blake explained, his voice pleading She didn’t

the papers,

explain everything to you, but you never gave me the chance,” Blake continued, his posture more submissive than I’d ever seen. “She

like this stunned me. In three years of marriage, I’d never seen him

willing to explain so patiently, so earnestly, over and over again. explain

years together, this is the first time I’ve seen Blake

William of something, I

plead on Blake behalf because I couldn’t bear to

not only had to repeatedly explain business terms I barely understood myself, but I’d stay at the Parker mansion for days to please William – cooking his

at the mansion because I