Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO

Chapter 271

Chapter 271

Audrey’s POV

A phone’s shrill ring dragged me from deep sleep. I blindly reached out, grabbed it, and hit answer without checking who was

calling.

“Hello?” My voice was rough with sleep.

After a brief silence came an ear-splitting shriek. “Who the hell is this?”

“Why do you have Blake’s phone?” The woman’s voice rose with each word. “It’s barely eight in the morning! What are you doing together at this hour?”

I blinked, suddenly wide awake as I recognized Laurel’s voice.

“You sound half-asleep! You bitch! How dare you steal my man!”

I panicked and hung up, putting the phone down and mentally kicking myself.

Great job, Audrey. Just brilliant.

I’ve been so careful to keep up the illusion I’m dead – keeping my phone off, only using that old phone to talk to Felix occasionally. And

now I answer Blake’s phone like an idiot.

I glanced over at Blake, who was still sleeping soundly. For a guy with normally razor-sharp senses, he seemed completely

undisturbed by the noise.

That’s weird, I thought. After being blinded five years ago and then the whole vegetative state thing, Blake barely sleeps at all. Usually if I so much as breathe too loud, he wakes up.

The phone was blaring and Laurel was screeching like a banshee… how is he still asleep?

The phone started ringing again. Laurel’s name lit up the screen. After a moment’s hesitation, I nudged Blake’s shoulder.

“Miss Rose is calling,” I said.

eyes opened immediately. He took the

his voice perfectly

could hear every word. “I just called you, and some

of bed,” Laurel continued, her voice taking

someone behind my back?”

answering. “It was just the cleaning lady. She answered when

with sweetness. “If you’re upset, I’ll come to the hospital today and stay with you. I won’t leave your side. Would that make

hours ago, I was explaining to him how Laurel was faking her illness. Now he was rushing to comfort her like

I actually thought he might

smile and slipped out of the bedroom with Snow

Blake’s POV

Laurel, I headed downstairs. The scent of warm milk and toasted bread stopped

morning. I stood there, oddly

smelling this again

my chest. This is what home feels like. This is

dining table. She noticed me watching her

the remaining

“Did you

coming back

face immediately

pretty eager to get rid of

and

voice hardening. “Don’t forget that this is our marital home. This property is under my name. What do you

when we were married? All those nights you didn’t come home, it was just Snow keeping me company.

remarry,” I said firmly, “I’ll come home every

this. Eat it on the way if you want. If not, just

prepared, then

slap. I stood there watching her leave,

I admitted to myself. When we were married, I rarely came

the office. When work got crazy, I’d just

week, sometimes only once a month

upstairs, I picked up the milk

about to start the engine when my phone rang. Thalia’s name appeared on the

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