Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO

Chapter 145

I scowled, trying to push him away. “Let go!”

Blake caught my wrists and pinned them above my head in one swift motion. I was trapped.

My phone rang suddenly, cutting through the tension. Blake reached into my pocket with his free hand and pulled it out, still holding my wrists with the other.

His brow furrowed at the screen. “Ethan? Ethan Davies?”

He looked from the phone to my face, expression darkening. “It’s ten at night. You know that, right?”

The phone stopped ringing only to start again immediately.

“How close are you and this Ethan? He’s calling this late?” His thumb hovered over the answer button. “Seems he won’t stop until you answer.”

“No!” I cried out, struggling against his grip.

I know exactly why Ethan’s calling. My last words to him were that I’d handle Blake myself. Ethan, young and impulsive, is calling to tell me to stay out of it, that he can handle Blake alone.

If Blake answers, Ethan will confront him immediately. Instead of protecting Ethan, I’ll be throwing him

to the wolves.

“No?” His eyebrows rose. “I used to answer your calls whenever I wanted.”

now!” I snapped. “Blake Parker, we’re divorced

this call for my ex–wife?” he challenged, his finger moving

screen.

འབྱུང་བ་ཅུ་གང་ཆར་ཞུད་སྔ་དྲ་བ།

echoing in

finger froze just as he was

gave me a cold look, then glanced at

back

at the landing above. He leaned against the wall, pulled out a/cigarette, and

the phone and

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in my dorm, Ethan’s anxious voice came through “They’re asking everyone

“Are these Blake’s men?”

my lip, glancing at Blake smoking in the corner. In the dim light and cigarette smoke, I couldn’t make out

said quietly. “I’ll handle

for the first time. “There are four guys inside, but I saw five vans downstairs

“Are they

that would be it.

At worst, I expected police involvement, maybe