Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO

Chapter 285

Audrey’s POV

I held the smoking gun, a bullet hole in the ceiling. “Just checking it wasn’t a fake. It’s real enough.”

A middle-aged woman rushed in behind Adrian and grabbed the gun, passing it to someone outside. “Put this away!”

She turned to me, anxiety written across her face. “Does this mean you’re choosing to live?”

I studied her carefully. Unlike Adrian, her eyes showed genuine concern. She seemed kind – nothing like the man who’d handed me a loaded gun.

“Yes, I’m choosing life,” I said firmly. “But not on your terms.”

I tossed the newspapers toward them. “My friends need help. They’ve been set up.”

Adrian laughed. “In your condition? What help could you possibly be?”

“I’m still going back,” I matched his stare.

The woman sat beside me. “Child, I’m your sister’s mother Eleanor. I understand how you feel, but you’re nowhere near strong enough for travel.”

“And you owe me,” Adrian cut in. “Ten million in treatment costs. We risked everything bringing you here. Without us, you’d be in the ground.”

You saved me just to put me

silent. For once, his face showed something besides coldness. He stared at me like he was seeing someone

final days, finding her lost family

hoped you’d help with Emma because she’s your niece. Adrian travels constantly. She needs a

eyes stayed on mine. “But we won’t force you.

–

wasn’t just cold he was

my sister,” I asked. “What was she

gazed out the window. “Strong. Optimistic, even knowing her time was limited. She designed beautiful

you, to ask you to care for Emma. She believed you’d

took a deep breath.

looked at them both. “But I do know

with muscles that had atrophied during my coma. Adrian made himself scarce, but Eleanor visited daily. I still didn’t trust him, but

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Adrian ducked out for a business call one afternoon, I seized my

about my sister,” I said. “The real story. Not

shoulders drooped

leather album from her tote bag and handed it to

and froze. The woman staring back at me was… me, but not me. Same face, same features, but her eyes held something mine