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

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

phone buzzed with a

gave you my birthday gift, did

before responding: “Yes, I saw

he was trying to hurt you. That’s why I released all

excitement sent chills

“Blake has traced

pause: “How? I masked my IP!

has pros on his

college kid trying to help. He had no

made.

not afraid. Everything I posted was true. Even if Blake confronts me, I

would be admirable if it weren’t

intentions. But don’t do anything else.

myself.”

no idea what Blake Parker could do when

Jennifer Carson’s voice from the stairwell, I figured Laurel’s room must be

eighth floor to the ninth, then to the tenth. As I reached

wrong

William is here?

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in the hallway, bent slightly as he spoke to

left for Europe five years ago because she was sick, Blake explained, his voice pleading

at the

me the chance,” Blake continued, his posture

me. In three years of

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

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

William of something, I would quietly approach

Blake behalf because I couldn’t bear to see

being now. I not only had to repeatedly explain business terms I barely understood myself, but I’d stay at the Parker mansion for days to

his grandfather suddenly changed his mind on his own. He thought I stayed at the