Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO

Chapter 150

Cour rares me, Ur

Cool air hit my face as we sprinted across campus. Shouts followed, growing distant as we put space between us. The campus was nearly deserted, our footsteps and breathing the only sounds breaking the silence.

We rounded buildings, zigzagging to throw off our pursuers. Dark figures kept following, determined and unrelenting.

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lungs began to burn. Each breath became harder than the last. The familiar fightness in my chest returned – the one I’d been trying to ignore for months. My vision blurred.

My steps faltered. Blake tugged my hand, but my legs felt like lead.

“Blake,” I gasped, clutching my chest. “I can’t run anymore.”

Blake’s POV

“How long have we been running? You – “I turned, irritated by the delay.

The words died when I saw her face. In the glow of a nearby streetlamp, Audrey’s skin was paper–white, her lips almost blue. She was doubled over, one hand pressed against her chest.

“What’s wrong with you?” I asked, alarm replacing irritation.

eyes, breathing labored. “I can’t run

hadn’t been running that long – not long enough for someone to be this exhausted. I gripped her wrist

gasps. “They

I – ”

let her finish. In one swift motion, I scooped her into

wrapping

ran through me as I felt her bones beneath my fingers. How

journals, articles on terminal illnesses. Weight loss, shortness of breath, extreme fatigue… symptoms

heart clenched at

you sick?” I asked, my voice harsher than

face suddenly guarded. “No, I’m just… out

married had stamina – she could spend hours at the mansion with my grandfather, playing chess

sure you can carry me

distance between us and our pursuers. In the moonlight, Audrey’s profile was sharp,

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she get

sick, aren’t you?”

“I’m not sick. I’m just

press further, but shouts reminded me we weren’t safe yet. I quickened my pace, heading for the parking