Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO

Chapter 350

His eyebrow arched coldly. “Wrong items, Mrs. Knox.”

I froze mid-reach. What was he talking about? These were exactly what William loved!

“Several things you’re holding – my grandfather dislikes them. He’s allergic,” Blake said, eyes narrowing.

He motioned to the driver, who took the items from my hands and replaced them with others.

“Pay for these,” Blake instructed.

I stared at the replacements, anger rising in my chest. I’d been gone ten months, and William had gotten so sick that Blake – his own grandson – still didn’t know his preferences?

The items I’d chosen were treats William used to sneak at midnight. Now Blake was replacing them with things William barely

touched!

For someone who claimed to honor family above all else, he knew nothing about the old man.

When I didn’t move, Blake frowned. “Pay for them.”

I reluctantly handed over my card, took the bags, and walked out. Behind me, Blake’s wheelchair hummed as he followed.

“Good afternoon, Mr. Parker!” staff members called as we passed.

required walking nearly a mile along a shaded path to reach the residential building.

except for emergencies, I had to walk while Blake followed

silence. Five years ago, I would have dreamed of walking a path

skin crawl. I quickened my pace, desperate

how fast I walked, he maintained the same distance –

a shadow I

“Watch out!”

wheelchair crashed into me from behind. I fell forward, shopping bags scattering

I pushed myself up, ready to

throwing him into the mess. He was covered in food waste, his immaculate suit

from the runaway cart. If he hadn’t,

thinking had changed the cart’s direction. Though I’d fallen, neither I nor the gifts

rushed through me as

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he commanded

clothes.

hesitated, then frowned. “That doesn’t matter. I can go back, change,

or two wouldn’t hurt. But Blake – proud CEO of Parker Group – was lying in garbage.

day like you do?” Blake glared. “I don’t always have time to bring

time are