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.”

this is now!” I snapped. “Blake Parker, we’re divorced now! Our marriage is

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

screen.

འབྱུང་བ་ཅུ་གང་ཆར་ཞུད་སྔ་དྲ་བ།

shouted, my voice echoing in the stairwell. “Don’t

just as

gave me a cold look, then glanced at the phone

a moment, he tossed it back to me with an

landing above. He leaned against the wall,

before covering the phone and answering. “Ethan,

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black suits knocking on doors in my dorm, Ethan’s anxious voice came through “They’re asking everyone which room I

“Are these Blake’s men?”

Blake smoking in the corner. In the dim

I said quietly. “I’ll handle

Ethan’s voice carried real fear for the first time. “There are four guys inside,

they going to hurt

that would be it. It was only

Miss Rose that much. At worst, I expected police involvement,