Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO novel Chapter 350

Chapter 350

His eyebrow arched coldly. “Wrong items, Mrs. Knox.”

I froze mid-reach. What was he talking about? These were exactly what William loved!

“Several things you’re holding – my grandfather dislikes them. He’s allergic,” Blake said, eyes narrowing.

He motioned to the driver, who took the items from my hands and replaced them with others.

“Pay for these,” Blake instructed.

I stared at the replacements, anger rising in my chest. I’d been gone ten months, and William had gotten so sick that Blake – his own grandson – still didn’t know his preferences?

The items I’d chosen were treats William used to sneak at midnight. Now Blake was replacing them with things William barely

touched!

For someone who claimed to honor family above all else, he knew nothing about the old man.

When I didn’t move, Blake frowned. “Pay for them.”

I reluctantly handed over my card, took the bags, and walked out. Behind me, Blake’s wheelchair hummed as he followed.

“Good afternoon, Mr. Parker!” staff members called as we passed.

The facility’s layout required walking nearly a mile along a shaded path to reach the residential building. Since motorized vehicles

weren’t allowed except for emergencies, I had to walk while Blake followed in his chair.

The soft whirr of his wheelchair motor and the sound of wheels on pavement filled the silence. Five years ago, I would have dreamed of walking a path with Blake, even in silence, finding romance in simply being near him.

Now that same proximity made my skin crawl. I quickened my pace, desperate to put distance between us.

But his electric wheelchair easily kept pace. No matter how fast I walked, he maintained the same distance – not too close, not too

far like a shadow I couldn’t shake.

“Watch out!”

His shout broke through my thoughts just as his wheelchair crashed into me from behind. I fell forward, shopping bags scattering across the path.

Pain and anger flared as I pushed myself up, ready to confront him. Then I saw what had happened.

An automated trash cart had overturned, garbage strewn everywhere. Blake’s wheelchair had tipped, throwing him into the mess. He was covered in food waste, his immaculate suit ruined.

He’d crashed into me to save me from the runaway cart. If he hadn’t, I would’ve been the one covered in garbage.

His quick thinking had changed the cart’s direction. Though I’d fallen, neither I nor the gifts were soiled.

Warmth rushed through me as I hurried to help him.

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Chapter 350

“Stay back!” he commanded sharply.

He lay awkwardly among the trash, struggling to push himself up. “You didn’t bring extra clothes. If you get covered in garbage, are you planning to visit my grandfather smelling like trash?”

I hesitated, then frowned. “That doesn’t matter. I can go back, change, come back later…”

William was right here. A delay of an hour or two wouldn’t hurt. But Blake – proud CEO of Parker Group – was lying in garbage. What if someone saw him like this?

“Think I have all day like you do?” Blake glared. “I don’t always have time to bring you here.”

“How much more of my time are you going to waste?”

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I froze. “I – ”

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