Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO

Chapter 442

Audrey’s POV

I gave Astrid a quick hug, feeling her tense up. “Don’t worry. He knows you lost your memory.”

“Henry’s not going to hold anything against you that you said while under someone else’s influence.”

Astrid bit her lip and closed her eyes. Her worried expression said everything.

‘Just breathe,’ I suggested.

She still looked like she wanted to vanish, so I patted her shoulder. ‘I’ll explain everything to your parents about Henry coming over. I’ll also tell them about your memory situation.”

I sighed. “Let’s hope they can wrap their heads around something this weird.”

Astrid nodded, perched anxiously on the edge of her bed.

Her face was so troubled that I offered her an out. “If you’re not ready to see him, just stay upstairs. I can handle the conversation downstairs.”

“You can listen from here, and if you want to say something, text me. I’ll be your voice.”

Hearing this, Astrid’s face softened. “Thanks, Audrey.”

“Mom and Dad were right. You really are the best friend I could ask for.”

My hand paused on the doorknob. I gave her a small smile. ‘I’m… not even close.”

I’ve never done for her what she’s done for me.

I’d just finished explaining everything to Mr. and Mrs. Wilson when an engine roared outside. Henry Hartford had arrived.

Mr. Wilson straightened his tie before opening the door. “Mr. Hartford?”

Henry handed him a gift box. “Good to meet you.”

I noticed Henry carried the gift himself instead of having an assistant do it – this visit was definitely unplanned.

Mr. Wilson passed the gift to a nearby maid. “Too kind of you.”

Mrs. Wilson took my arm as she approached. “Please come in and sit down.”

Henry nodded. “Thank you.”

Henry’s POV

Meeting Astrid’s parents for the first time, I studied them and their home carefully.

They seem quieter-than Astrid, but gentle and accepting. Makes sense they’d raise someone like her.

It makes me think about my own family. If my parents had been half this warm…

Audrey’s voice cut

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I said, realizing

Despite the mansion’s luxurious exterior,

Mrs. Wilson offered, I asked directly, “Where’s

laughed awkwardly. “That girl… she’s worried about things she might’ve said while she had

doesn’t know how to face

been like this. You can tell us

looked toward the staircase and caught a flash of red fabric peeking around

Red. Always her color.

Mrs. Wilson, Astrid’s memory loss is connected

hurt

manage my modeling agency directly, so

has helped the business grow significantly. Our relationship became

never thought someone would misinterpret that relationship

me off. “We

“This isn’t your fault.”

with our daughter. You never

made their own assumptions. You didn’t tell them to target

“We don’t blame you.”

couldn’t hide my

their only daughter. They must be devastated.

not accusing me. They’ve thought it through and

thirty years, I’ve never

my mother. My father ignored me

shown me more selfishness. I expected blame, insults, maybe

“But since this all started with you, we hope you’ll take responsibility

looked directly at them both and stated firmly: “I will marry

Before anyone could speak, a loud thump came

the stairs. I raised

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scrambled to cover.

Wilson called a maid. “Check

“Ma’am, when did

room grew awkward. I watched

reddened. “I bought

must mean it fell. Go

hesitated before understanding dawned. “Oh! The… red cat. Right

as I smiled. “Hope your

Audrey’s POV

you just

stairs.

because of me. I’ll spend my life making it up

appreciate that,

only requirement