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

you talking about? There’s nothing

You think I’ll believe you knew Rachel? That this isn’t just to cause problems between

anger and smiled

believe me no matter what I

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

them, I might never meet her

at me,

“What’s with all this death talk

a bitter

kept driving, ignoring

I’m still young,” I continued

the bloom of youth, loved him five years, but

shrink,” he said, gripping the

“Maybe you’re right

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the accelerator, clearly wanting this trip to

I suddenly died, would you feel even a tiny bit of heartache for

lips pressed into

tear slid down my cheek. I wiped it

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

was waiting at the Manhattan crossroads when

ready