Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO

Chapter 331

Audrey’s POV

Adrian’s soft snores drifted from the bedroom as I pulled a blanket over myself on the couch. No way I was squeezing in there with him and Emma. Besides, I needed space to think.

Despite being exhausted from the day’s events, and finally seeing my friends again, sleep wasn’t coming. Adrian’s sleep-talking kept replaying in my head: “Evelyn… don’t leave me… I’ll give you anything… just stay…”

Why would my sister want to leave him? What did he do?

After an hour of tossing and turning, I grabbed my phone. The screen’s dim glow lit my face as I mindlessly scrolled through social media.

A notification popped up – friend request from Ella Murphy, jewelry designer according to her profile. Adrian had mentioned setting up accounts for ‘Evelyn Knox, but I hadn’t expected requests this fast. I hit accept.

A message arrived immediately: “Mrs. Knox, I’m the design director at Parker Group’s jewelry division. Mr. Parker arranged for me to coordinate our collaboration.”

I typed back: “Looking forward to working with you. Wasn’t Rachel Hayes and Blake Parker handling this directly?”

“Mr. Parker’s injured and needs to recover, Ella replied quickly. “Miss Hayes has to help with company matters. The jewelry collaboration was delegated to

She added: “Don’t worry about my qualifications. I’ve won several international awards.”

I stared at the screen, feeling unexpectedly hollow. Just days ago, Blake was inventing reasons to see me. I’d been worried he’d keep forcing interactions.

Now he’d passed me off to someone else. So much for his supposed remorse and regret. Just another fleeting emotion he could discard when convenient.

I understand,” I typed, then tossed my phone aside.

Blake’s POV

The hospital ceiling had become my view for hours. I scrolled through screenshots Ella had sent of her conversation with Audrey. The plan had worked perfectly – Ella had delivered my message that I was stepping back.

My phone rang. Ella.

“Anything else you want me to tell her, Mr. Parker?” she asked.

me in future conversations

is your leg

glanced at my right leg, trapped in a cast with metal supports, throbbing despite the meds pumping through

just need rest. This is a

then,” Ella said.

leg off. Without immediate medical attention

said: “Possible permanent mobility issues, life-threatening infection risks, and limited physical activity even with the best

words echoed in my head from earlier. “Would you still pay this price to save Mrs. Knox if you had

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would, I’d

yelled before slamming

I would save anyone with her face without hesitation. That’s what

opened as Michael walked in with files under

we’ve got detailed

1 raised an eyebrow.

He spread documents across my

“The admission name is ‘Evelyn Parker,’

he pulled out what looked like institutional

a mental facility multiple times,” Michael explained. “Adrian Knox signed her in each time. Her

this?” I asked, examining the

Sydney mental institution,” Michael lowered his voice. “Emma was conceived during

confined her there and only released her

flipped through the papers as Michael continued, “After giving birth, she

report claiming

death?” I looked up. “Is

shook his head. “No,

“Both the Knox family and Adrian dispute this, claiming the report is fake. Staff said

four years?”

Adrian took her to Europe for their

me flight details and photos. The woman in these pictures wasn’t the same person I’d met.