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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be

crossed my lips. If Blake had moved this quickly when I was being

buzzed with a message

birthday

closed my eyes before responding: “Yes, I

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 a birthday

excitement sent chills down my

“Blake has traced everything

I masked my IP! How’d he find me so

pros on his

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

made.

not afraid. Everything I posted was true. Even if Blake confronts me, I have nothing to

be admirable if

“I understand your intentions. But don’t do anything else.

myself.”

let Ethan face Blake’s wrath alone. He had no idea what Blake Parker could do when provoked, especially when protecting

to find Blake. Recalling Jennifer Carson’s voice from the stairwell,

stairs, climbing from the eighth floor to the ninth, then to the tenth.

wrong

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 wheelchair

his voice pleading She didn’t know about my condition when

frowned at the papers,

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

three years

for Laurel would he be willing to explain so patiently, so earnestly, over and over again. explain so patiently, so earnestly, over

years together, this is the

he couldn’t convince William of

things, and plead on Blake behalf because I couldn’t bear to see

but I’d stay at the Parker mansion for days to please William – cooking his favorite meals, caring for him, doing everything possible to

stayed at