Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO

Chapter 179

Blake’s POV

With two crisp sounds, Audrey directly removed those elegant pink heels from her feet.

Ignoring my astonished expression, she walked to the taxi and lightly tapped on the driver’s window. “Could I have that strap from the back of your car?”

The driver, still holding my money, nodded. “Of course.”

“Thanks,” she said simply.

She opened the back door and pulled out a spare strap, then efficiently tied her heels together. When she turned, her eyes met mine with unmistakable challenge.

“Thank you for the reminder, Mr. Parker,” she said coolly. “I’d hate to ruin these shoes.”

She brushed past me and stepped onto the asphalt, her bare feet making light contact with the warm road as she headed toward Twilight Mansion.

Suddenly, a strange feeling washed over me.

How had I never noticed this stubborn side of her before?

She looked almost… cute in her obstinacy.

“Sir.” The taxi driver rolled down his window. “It’s after five now. Are you really letting that lady walk barefoot all the way to Twilight Mansion?”

watching

there, it’ll probably be tomorrow morning,” he continued. “And those feet? They’ll be

blisters…”

turned sharply. “Who gave you permission to

driver heard the jealousy in my voice and smiled. “Sir, look at her walking barefoot on the road. Even if I didn’t want to see, I couldn’t help it. And I’m not the only one

feet, maybe don’t let her walk barefoot. Nothing draws attention

your advice?” I said

I added

he replied. “If I leave and you don’t go after

This area is remote with few people around. Once it gets dark, there won’t be many cars

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one last cold look before getting into my car and heading after

Audrey’s POV

the sun–warmed road felt refreshing. The late afternoon breeze brushed against my face as I made steady progress. I realized I hadn’t

thought I couldn’t walk nearly twelve miles to Twilight Mansion. He

was miles from school and stores. My foster parents refused to pay for the school bus, so I walked those distances daily, through

school, I worked three jobs to pay for tuition, often walking directly from one job to the next with barely any rest. My daily walking distance far exceeded

pavement felt almost trivial. I’d once worn thin secondhand shoes through ice and snow; walking barefoot on warm asphalt felt