Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO

Chapter 220

Audrey’s POV

I paused at Blake’s question, moonlight casting strange shadows across his face through the broken windows.

“Because I used to live here,” I said. “I worked here too.”

I stepped over fallen debris, my hand reaching for a light switch before remembering there was no electricity. The demolition had left the clinic barely recognizable, but I still knew every corner.

“The nursing skills I used for William,” I continued, “I learned them here.”

Blake followed behind me, his phone flashlight creating dancing shadows. “How come you never mentioned this place before?”

“Because I didn’t think it was necessary,” I said after a pause. “You wouldn’t have cared to know.”

“If it’s a place that holds special meaning for you, I might be interested,” he said, his voice softer than usual. A place important enough that after arguing with Victoria, you’d come here instead of going home… it must mean something to you.”

I stopped at the receptionist desk, running my fingers over the water–damaged surface. “Yes, it has special meaning to me,

But it seems only to me, I thought. The man who once promised to see me first when his eyes healed, who promised to take me places I’d never been – he forgot everything about this place. About us.

Same clinic, same man with me. But five years later, everything was different.

‘Would you tell me about it?” Blake asked.

I turned to him, my expression hardening. “No. You don’t have the right.”

“I don’t have

head, studying the blue–black shadows under his eyes. A

right,” I said. “Astrid, Felix, James, or even Ethan… Even your Miss Rose has more right

him. “But

it. Any man with his resources could have easily tracked down the hospital where he recovered, the people who cared for him.

Looking at him standing here, it’s obvious this is his first time seeing this clinic since they took him away. He chose to forget this place. Chose not to search. So why should I be the one to resurrect ghosts he deliberately buried? He hasn’t

voice echoing against the bare walls. “Anyone can

shows no gratitude, who refuses to honor

my wrist. “Who are you saying

at his hand, then back at his face. “As if you don’t know what you’ve

and shoved his hand away. A cold

an icy fury. “Audrey Sinclair, don’t forget what you still owe me. Remember what you promised

stairwell.”

Ethan, our deal in the stairwell. I’d promised to spend

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Ethan from those thugs.

I said with a laugh. “Your Miss Rose hasn’t been satisfying you lately, so you’ve come to collect

remained silent, his face unreadable

floor. “Planning to start here in this

Five years ago, this clinic is where it all started with Blake. Where I first felt that dangerous flutter in my

why not? I only had two months, so

started unbuttoning my blouse, but his hand caught mine.

not so desperate that I’d

him surrounding me. The situation had shifted so unexpectedly that I couldn’t find

off, and laid it across the broken concrete steps.

another