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.

breathing labored. “I

that long – not long enough for someone to be this exhausted. I gripped her wrist tighter,

without me,” she managed between gasps. “They

I – ”

didn’t let her finish. In one swift motion, I scooped her into my arms.

wrapping

A chill ran through me as I felt her bones beneath

Weight loss, shortness

heart clenched

my voice harsher than

her face suddenly guarded.

was lying. The Audrey I married had stamina – she could spend hours at the mansion with my grandfather, playing chess and cooking without showing fatigue. The woman

you can carry me all

distance between us and our pursuers. In

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did she get

sick, aren’t you?” I asked again,

darting away. “I’m not

we weren’t safe yet. I quickened my pace, heading for the parking