Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO novel Chapter 277

Chapter 277

Laurel’s POV

“Doctor,” I said after being wheeled into the examination room, “do you know who I am?”

I put on my most confident smile. “I’m Laurel Rose, Hollywood star and Blake Parker’s fiancée.”

The attending physician nodded politely. “Yes, I know. Mr. Parker introduced you moments ago.”

My smile faltered. “So…”

I bit my lip and grabbed his hand. “Blake and I are about to get married. If he discovers I’ve been lying, everything will fall apart.”

“Won’t you help me?”

The doctor’s expression remained neutral. “How exactly would you like us to help, Miss Rose?”

Seeing his calm response gave me hope. Maybe this nightmare could still be fixed.

I sat up straighter. “Just hide the examination results. Let Blake keep believing I have terminal cancer.”

“It doesn’t need to be forever. When we’re married, I’ll figure out how to come clean. No one will question your diagnosis.”

I flashed my most dazzling smile. “Once I’m Blake’s wife, I can make it worth your while. The hospital’s new, right? I could invest $200 million. How’s that sound?”

I let tears pool in my eyes. “I didn’t want to lie to him, but I had no choice… Please…”

The doctor exchanged glances with his colleagues.

Another doctor produced paper and pen. “Write us a statement, Miss Rose. So we can claim the money after we’ve done our part.”

I froze. The $200 million was just something I’d thrown out. There was no way I could get that kind of money from Blake anytime soon. My first priority would be fixing my family’s finances.

But without signing, they might tell Blake everything immediately…

I bit my lip and wrote the statement, cleverly only promising the donation without mentioning why. That way, I could claim it was just charity, not a bribe.

But the doctor seemed satisfied. “Though we’ve agreed to help, we should still do an examination to make this convincing.”

I nodded and cooperated with everything.

Two hours later, I slumped in my wheelchair, acting appropriately weak as the doctor pushed me out.

“How did it go?” Thalia and Olivia rushed forward.

I immediately noticed something was wrong. Blake sat apart from them, legs crossed, watching me with cold eyes.

A chill ran down my spine.

“Blake darling…” I called.

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He ignored me, looking at the doctor instead. “What are the results?”

The attending physician cleared his throat. “As we suspected, Miss Rose’s late-stage gastric cancer was entirely fabricated.”

Lightning struck me. “Doctor, didn’t you just – ”

He ignored me and handed Blake the report. “Miss Rose is perfectly healthy. Her digestive system shows no signs of disease. Simply put, she’s never been ill. The cancer was a complete fabrication.”

Silence filled the hallway.

Thalia and Olivia exchanged shocked glances. I slumped in the wheelchair, my body going limp.

It’s over… Everything is over…

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