Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO

Blake’s POV

Alarms suddenly blared throughout the room. Every medical monitor lit up with warning signals. Scarlett jumped, her composure shattering as she rushed to check the equipment.

“What’s happening?” She examined the screens, panic evident her voice.

I let go of Laurel and stepped toward the monitors. Each display showed the same message: [DISCONNECTED] or [CONNECTION LOST]. Red warning indicators flashed continuously.

I checked the wires and tubes connected to Laurel. The IV line, heart monitor leads, oxygen sensor – everything seemed properly attached, yet the system claimed otherwise.

“How is this possible?” I frowned, looking back at Laurel. “Everything’s still connected.”

Laurel hesitated, biting her lower lip. “It’s probably just a system malfunction.”

She reached for my hand. “Blake darling, could you find Dr. Evans? She’ll know what to do.”

After studying her face briefly, I nodded and left the room. A nurse directed me to Dr. Evans‘ office. When I entered, she was reviewing patient files.

“Mr. Parker,” she said, looking up.

“Laurel’s monitoring equipment has malfunctioned. All machines disconnected at once, though everything’s still physically

attached.”

The transformation in Dr. Evans was immediate. She went pale and stood so abruptly her chair slammed against the wall.

“They’ve disconnected?” Her voice pitched higher than normal.

She froze for a moment, visibly shaken, then attempted to recover. “Probably just a system error. I’ll check right away,

She seems unusually worried about a routine technical issue.

She grabbed a tablet from her desk. “I’ll go to Miss Rose’s room now. Would you mind waiting here? I’ll be back once I’ve assessed the situation.”

With that, she left. My phone chimed with a notification. I pulled it out and saw a message from Victoria Sinclair.

The screen showed Victoria holding Audrey’s white ragdoll cat, $now. Her text read: “Blake, I stole this cat from Astrid Wilson’s place. My sister loved it so much should I bring it to her funeral?”

The image triggered a flood of memories. I gave it to Audrey for our anniversary.

How many times had I walked in to find her passed out on the couch, that white ball of fur curled against her chest? Waiting up for me again.

I knew how much she loved that cat.

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millions without inking, Jewelry, property, assets she wanted none of it. But Snow? Non–negotiable. The only

be dead, and Victoria clearly hadn’t been taking care of the

aside the unwelcome emotion

taken Snow?” Lasked

came through. “You finally called! I’ve been messaging

“Where’s the cat, Victoria?”

really that important right now? Lthought you’d want

have two choices,” I cut her off. “Bring Snow to Mayo Clinic immediately, or I’ll have people find you and turn you

won’t just find New York uninhabitable – you’ll have nowhere to go. Destroying you and the Sinclairs would require minimal effort

up

Victoria’s POV

phone, stunned. Blake’s

designer bag beside me, Snow meowed

“Useless,” I muttered.

thinking it would impress Blake, show him I cared about Audrey’s things. Maybe he’d invite me over, we’d get

he’d threatened

over

a

stupid pet.

threats. When the Parkers destroyed someone,

lifestyle. If Blake turned against us, we’d be finished

the bag, ignoring the cat’s

hailed

the

resignation

Blake’s POV

thrust the bag containing Snow

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I took care of Snow, maybe we

bag, not bothering to look at her as Snow leapt

*But

“Goodbye, Victoria.”

cat settled against my chest as I carried it to my car and

rang as I got behind the wheel. Laurel’s name

said you left her office.

“Yes,” I answered simply.