Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO novel Chapter 288

Chapter 288

Audrey’s POV

Blake Parker…

When I heard that name, something inside me froze.

It took a moment for his face to surface in my mind – those cold, chiseled features I once knew better than my own.

Strange how time changes things. Once, that man had been my entire world. Now, after “dying,” I struggled to clearly picture him.

The name felt distant, like someone I’d heard about in a story long ago.

Of course, I’d seen him in those newspapers Adrian had left by my bed when I first woke up. I still remembered the headline announcing his engagement to Rachel Hayes.

“Evelyn.”

Eleanor’s concerned voice broke through my thoughts. “Are you ready for this? If you’re having second thoughts, Adrian can tell Dr. Clarke you won’t be coming.”

I smiled at her, touched by the genuine worry in her kind face.

“If I said I wasn’t ready, would Adrian really let me stay behind?” I asked, turning to him.

Adrian poured tea with precise movements, his face expressionless as he handed me a cup.

“You’ll face them eventually,” he said flatly. No discussion, just fact.

Still Her

Typical. This man never offered choices – just like when he’d handed me that gun. He wasn’t giving options; he was forcing reality.

I accepted the cup with a practiced smile. “Don’t worry. I’ll remember my role as Emma’s mother.”

I met his eyes directly. “Blake Parker? Never heard of him.”

Adrian studied me, then nodded once, satisfied with what he saw.

“Good.” He raised his cup in a cold toast. “I look forward to Mrs. Knox’s performance.”

I matched his gesture, feeling the weight of the challenge ahead as Eleanor sighed at our strange dynamic.

Three months later, our private jet with “KNOX’ emblazoned on the side landed on Long Island.

Adrian carried Emma as he walked through the airport. I followed behind, each breath strong and steady after months of rehabilitation.

This place held memories. Ten months ago, Rachel had been here, gradually waking from her drug-induced state. Back then, I’d been trapped at Lunar Mansion, desperate to find her.

Now I was back, but as someone else entirely.

“Mr. Knox!”

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Chapter 288

That voice stopped me cold.

I turned toward it and saw them standing by the exit Blake Parker and Rachel Hayes.

Blake looked thinner, harder somehow. The newspapers hadn’t exaggerated about his suicide attempt after my “death” – the sleeping pills, the months in recovery.

He stood in a black suit, phone pressed to his ear, frowning at whatever he was hearing. He hadn’t noticed us yet.

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