Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO novel Chapter 284

Chapter 284

Audrey’s POV

I stared at Adrian, trying to make sense of what he’d just told me. A twin sister? My parents had another daughter they’d abandoned?

“So I have a twin sister I never knew about, and she had brain death from heart failure…” My voice trailed off.

“So when you were dying, we found you,” Adrian cut in flatly. “Initially, we planned to perform a brain transplant.”

“What?” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.

“Your healthy brain, her functioning body.” He shrugged like he was discussing a business deal. “You were dying from cancer. She was brain-dead but physically fine. It seemed logical at the time.”

“Are you insane?” My hands gripped the sheets. “You thought you could just slice me open and take parts like I’m spare machinery?”

“It would have been groundbreaking.” His tone remained clinical. “But Dr. Clarke refused. Said the tech wasn’t there yet.”

“So what, you decided to experiment on me some other way?”

“Not an experiment. Treatment.” He corrected me with a dismissive wave. “Dr. Clarke went with the safer option – surgery followed

by his new medication. Your cancer is in remission.”

I tried focusing on my breathing. “Why me? Why not anyone else?”

“Identical twin. Perfect match.” His lips curled into something that wasn’t quite a smile. “Plus, you were dying alone. No family that cared. A husband who’d moved on. Friends busy with their own lives. Nobody who’d look too hard if you disappeared.”

I felt a chill. “You researched me?”

“Everything. Blake Parker’s coldness. Your miscarriage. Your isolation.” He listed off the worst moments of my life like items on a grocery receipt. “You were the perfect candidate.”

Tears burned behind my eyes, but I refused to let them fall. “You had no right. This is my life.”

Adrian didn’t answer. Instead, he opened the bedside drawer and pulled out a silver handgun.

“Your choice remains.” He placed the gun on a stack of newspapers. “Stay here, accept reality, help raise my daughter – or…”

He pointed at the gun. “Take the easy way out if living seems too hard.”

With that, he walked out. The door slammed behind him.

I sat frozen, staring at the doorway. My brain struggled to accept everything he’d said. I was alive. Somehow, I hadn’t died.

Eight months ago, I’d accepted death as inevitable. Now I was alive, but facing a different kind of hell.

My gaze drifted to the gun. Did I have the courage to die on my own terms this time?

I reached for it but noticed the headlines on the newspapers underneath:

[SHOCKING! Parker Group CEO Blake Parker Attempts Suicide at Ex-Wife’s Grave!]

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The photo showed Blake on the ground, surrounded by police and Parker family members. I flipped to another paper.

[Model Astrid Wilson’s Career Destroyed in Nude Photo Scandal!]

The images showed Astrid – noticeably thinner – with rotten food on her face.

I grabbed more papers, my heart racing. James Collins accused of plagiarism. Ethan Davies exposed as a college sugar baby.

Bullshit. I knew Astrid better than anyone. This had to be a setup.

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