Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO

Chapter 223

“If you’re thinking I’ll smuggle you in, forget it.”

“No, nothing like that,” I said with an awkward laugh.

I took a deep breath. “I haven’t seen Rachel in so long. Four years since the accident…”

I couldn’t hide my sadness. ‘I don’t know what four years as a vegetative patient has done to her…”

“Could you take some photos of her for me?”

His hands tightened on the wheel. ‘You want pictures of Rachel Hayes?”

“Yes.”

“You’ve taken care of me,‘ he said, his voice lower. “You should know after lying in bed for months, faces change. Muscles sag.”

“That was just me after half a year. Rachel’s been there four years.”

He paused. ‘She won’t look good.”

“It doesn’t matter,” I said through the ache in my chest. “She’s my friend. I won’t care how she looks.

“I just want to see her, to know she’s been properly cared for.”

I gazed into the darkness. “Just seeing her once, even if I died the next moment, I could accept that.”

to a halt, throwing me forward. Blake turned around,

you talking about? There’s nothing wrong with you, and you

you saying these things? You think I’ll believe you knew Rachel? That this isn’t just to cause problems between me and

his anger and smiled sadly.

believe me no matter what

knew Rachel before,” I said, “maybe you could take photos so I

might never meet her in

stared at me, completely

“What’s with all this death talk

turned to the window with a bitter smile. “Blake,” I

kept driving,

me I’m still young,”

in the bloom of youth, loved him five years, but it feels like a lifetime. Now my brief existence

shrink,” he said,

“Maybe you’re right

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on the accelerator,

day… I suddenly died, would you feel even a

His lips pressed into a line, but he

cheek. I wiped

I expecting? He never loved me alive. Why would he care if I

was waiting at the Manhattan crossroads when we pulled up. He opened my

Sinclair, ready to