Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO

Audrey’s POV

“Mt. Parker and Miss Rose need engagement rings for their ceremony,” Michael said through the phone. The deadlines tight since they re getting enga next week. He wants you to refine the women’s ring from your collection and create a matching men’s ring in three days.

I sucked in a sharp breath, too stunned to respond immediately.

Blake Parker wanted me to design his and Laurel’s engagement rings? Was this some kind of sick joke?

Sure, we had a business arrangement for jewelry design, but I was his ex–wife, Having your former spouse design the rings for you and your new fame wes beyond inappropriate.

“Miss Sinclair?” Michael hesitated. ‘I think Mr. Parker has his reasons. His engagement will be highly publicized having your designs featured would be excellent promotion for your work.”

I couldn’t help but laugh coldly. So I should thank my considerate ex–husband for advertising my work at his engagement to another woman?”

I set my phone down and closed my eyes, trying to calm down. Then I picked up my phone and found Blake’s contact. Opening our message thread. memories crashed over me like waves.

This same thread where I’d once sent daily messages. Reminders about cutting back on coffee and cigarettes. Updates about dinner waiting at home. Videos of Snow doing something cute. Gentle requests for him to drink less at business dinners and come home early.

His responses had been minimal when they came at all. An occasional “ok” or “noted,”

Those days feel like another lifetime now, I thought. I could barely recognize that version of myself – the woman who had persistently sought Blake’s attention without reciprocation. How had I maintained that one–sided effort for three whole years?

deep breath and typed: “Can someone

back with a red exclamation

his number

reached Blake Parker’s

up with a bitter

wouldn’t have his phone off or be missing calls. There was only one explanation for undelivered messages and calls going straight to

He blocked my number.

he was so afraid of being harassed by me, then why on earth didn’t he draw a clear and complete line? Why did he still

a voice message: “Tell Blake that since he doesn’t want to hear from

the bathroom. Standing under the hot shower,

while my

understood why Blake agreed to send Rachel’s photos last night but had Michael deliver them today. He’d already

should be. I should have

Blake’s POV

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walked in with a file from Original Studio and placed

latest from George, sir,” he said. “Miss Sinclair made some revisions but hasn’t finished everything. The

pulled out Audrey’s jewelry sketches and examined them carefully. The designs were