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

talking about? There’s nothing wrong

knew her. Why are you saying these things? You think I’ll believe you knew Rachel? That this isn’t just

anger and smiled

me no matter what I

don’t think I knew Rachel before,” I said, “maybe you could take photos so I can get to know

them, I might never meet

at me,

the car. “What’s with all this death talk at your

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

driving,

still young,” I continued

of youth, loved him five years, but it feels like a lifetime. Now my

see a shrink,” he said,

“Maybe you’re right

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the accelerator, clearly wanting this

said. “If one day… I suddenly died, would you feel

out. His lips pressed into a

down my cheek. I wiped it away

was I expecting? He never loved me alive.

Manhattan crossroads when we

ready to