Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO

Chapter 277

Laurel’s POV

“Doctor,” I said after being wheeled into the examination room, “do you know who I am?”

I put on my most confident smile. “I’m Laurel Rose, Hollywood star and Blake Parker’s fiancée.”

The attending physician nodded politely. “Yes, I know. Mr. Parker introduced you moments ago.”

My smile faltered. “So…”

I bit my lip and grabbed his hand. “Blake and I are about to get married. If he discovers I’ve been lying, everything will fall apart.”

“Won’t you help me?”

The doctor’s expression remained neutral. “How exactly would you like us to help, Miss Rose?”

Seeing his calm response gave me hope. Maybe this nightmare could still be fixed.

I sat up straighter. “Just hide the examination results. Let Blake keep believing I have terminal cancer.”

“It doesn’t need to be forever. When we’re married, I’ll figure out how to come clean. No one will question your diagnosis.”

make it worth your while. The hospital’s new,

“I didn’t want to lie

exchanged glances with his

paper and pen. “Write us a statement, Miss Rose. So we can claim

froze. The $200 million was just something I’d thrown out. There was no way I could get

might tell Blake

my lip and wrote the statement, cleverly only promising the donation without mentioning

we’ve agreed to help,

nodded and cooperated with

I slumped in my wheelchair, acting appropriately weak as the doctor pushed me

it go?” Thalia and Olivia rushed

was wrong. Blake sat apart from them, legs crossed, watching me

ran down my

“Blake darling…” I called.

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the doctor

his throat. “As we suspected, Miss Rose’s late-stage gastric cancer was entirely

me. “Doctor, didn’t

Her digestive system shows no signs of disease.

Silence filled the hallway.