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.

a shaded path to reach the

I had to

of wheels on pavement filled the silence. Five years ago, I would have dreamed of walking a path

my skin crawl. I quickened my pace, desperate

kept pace. No matter how fast I walked, he maintained the same distance – not too

a shadow I

“Watch out!”

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

myself up, ready to confront him. Then I saw what

Blake’s wheelchair had tipped, throwing him into the

from the runaway cart. If he hadn’t, I would’ve been the

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

rushed through me as I hurried to

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he commanded

didn’t bring extra clothes. If you get covered in garbage,

I

A delay of an hour or two wouldn’t hurt. But Blake – proud CEO of Parker Group – was lying in garbage. What if someone

day like you do?” Blake glared. “I don’t

much more of my time are you going