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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she wanted none of it. But Snow?

might be dead, and Victoria clearly hadn’t been

pushing aside the unwelcome emotion

you taken Snow?” Lasked the

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

“Where’s the cat, Victoria?”

a cat really that important right now?

or I’ll have people find you

you choose option two, after you leave the police station, you won’t just find New York uninhabitable – you’ll have nowhere to go. Destroying you and the Sinclairs would require minimal

up without

Victoria’s POV

my phone, stunned. Blake’s threat had

designer bag beside me, Snow meowed

“Useless,” I muttered.

were supposed to work. I’d taken the cat thinking it would impress Blake, show him I cared about Audrey’s things. Maybe he’d invite

threatened

over

a

stupid pet.

When the Parkers destroyed someone, they erased

barely had the connections to maintain our lifestyle. If Blake turned against us, we’d be finished

I grabbed the bag,

hailed a

to?” the

answered, resignation

Blake’s POV

looking distinctly unhappy. She thrust the bag containing Snow toward me without meeting

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of Snow, maybe we

bothering to look at her as Snow leapt

*But

“Goodbye, Victoria.”

cat settled against my chest as

behind the wheel. Laurel’s name appeared on

Dr. Evans said you left her office. Did you

“Yes,” I answered simply.