Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO novel Chapter 260

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Chapter 259

“Her condition Is slightly better, the nurse whispered. “But the rug isn’t clearing as quickly as we’d hoped. Dr. Clarke thinks it could take a month.”

I squeezed Rachel’s hand. “I’ll be gone a few days,” I said softly. When I come back, maybe I’ll hear your voice.”

I hugged her gently, then straightened to find Dr. Evans watching from the doorway, unexpected tears in her eyes.

“Let’s go,” I said. She quickly wiped her face and nodded.

After disguising me carefully, Dr. Evans led me to a waiting van Half an hour later, we arrived at Mayo Clinic, where I was settled into a basement room, connected to medical equipment for the “performance” ahead.

Laurel’s POV

On Mayo Clinic’s third floor, I prepared for my own performance.

I lay back against the pillows, phone pressed to my ear. “Blake darling,” I whispered, making my voice weak and fragile, “I think I’m dying… could you come see me?”

“If you’re sick, see a doctor,” Blake replied flatly. “I don’t treat illnesses.”

My hand froze. My face darkened instantly.

What the hell? In four years, he’s never spoken to me like this. Since coming back from Europe with my “terminal illness,” he’s given me everything I’ve asked for. One fake attack and he’d practically carry me to the hospital himself, terrified of losing his precious savior.

But now? He’s still out there with rescue crews searching for Audrey!

Hatred burned through me. Why does he still care about Audrey when she’s DEAD? Why? I claimed the title of his savior, I’ve done everything right! Why would he still have feelings for her?

“Blake darling,” I forced my voice to sound even more pathetic, I’ve seen doctors… but they say my emotions are too

unstable. I need someone who can calm me down…”

“Scarlett should be home,” he interrupted. “I don’t have time. Call her instead.”

The line went dead.

I stared at the phone in disbelief before hurling it against the floor with a satisfying CRASH. The pieces scattered across the tiles, just like my composure.

Scarlett’s POV

I burst into the room at the sound. “Laurel! What’s wrong?”

She whipped around, face red with anger. “What’s wrong? Are you serious right now?”

“Blake’s out searching for that bitch’s body instead of seeing me” She yanked at the tubes attached me playing sick, and he couldn’t care less!”

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She snatched my phone and punched In a number. “Dr. Evans, come a favor. Send her latest data to Blake, Tell him I’m critical.

Right away, came the quick reply.

Laurel tossed my phone back. “I refuse to lose to a corpse.“.

I stared at the phone, pieces clicking together. “The medical data you’re having sent fo Blake… it’s from…”

Andrew had mentioned… the woman helping fake Laurel’s illness, providing her medical data was Audrey Sinclair.

“Duh,” Laurel rolled her eyes. “Terminal cancer. Dumped by her husband. Conveniently my age. She gets treatment resources, I get her data. Win–win.”

“Evans brought her in today for real–time monitoring,” she added with a smirk. “I almost went to check her out, but why

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