Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO novel Chapter 398

Chapter 398

She studied me, her eyes dropping to my legs. ‘Your leg… can you really not stand anymore?”

“That’s not important.”

“But if the doctors said – ⚫

‘I’m fine like this.” I leaned back, deliberately casual.

She bit her lip. “If you could stand, you should go through rehabilitation. For your future.”

I smiled bitterly to myself. When you lose what matters most, nothing else makes a difference. Standing or sitting in this chair – what’s the point?

Future? Without her, my life was stagnant water. The only thing that still gave me purpose was making sure she was okay. If she found happiness without me, that would be enough – even if I ended up as nothing.

“Go,” I said. “They’re waiting.”

She walked away, and I watched until she disappeared around the corner.

Audrey’s POV

I caught up with William just as Thalia and Olivia rushed to his side, suddenly all concern.

“Grandfather!” they cried, grabbing his arms. “Are you alright?”

William’s expression remained cold. “You really care about me?”

“Of course I do,” Thalia insisted, kneeling beside him. She glared at me. “If anything happens to you, I won’t let her get away with it!”

“What does my condition have to do with Mrs. Knox?” William asked. “I heard you all in the hallway.”

The corridor went silent as William continued. “You’re concerned I might survive and delay your inheritance plans, right?”

Thalia’s face paled. “Grandfather, what are you saying? We’re worried about you.”

“Really?” William laughed humorlessly. “I heard you fighting over my money.”

He turned to face Rebecca and Elizabeth. “Grown women with adult children, pretending sophistication in public. Yet here you are, fighting like children in a hospital. Have you no shame?”

Elizabeth finally broke the silence. “Father, I

Rachel stepped forward. “Grandfather, you’re confused from your treatment. You misheard things.”

She glanced meaningfully at Rebecca and Elizabeth. “Mother and aunt have always been devoted to you. They were worried sick, not fighting.”

She smiled. “Right?”

Elizabeth nodded quickly. “Yes, father. We were upset, not arguing. We’d never wish for your death.”

She approached his wheelchair. “Your money is yours to give as you please.”

Rebecca joined them. “That’s right. We won’t interfere with your wishes.”

William leaned back like an emperor surveying his court. “So my money is mine to give to whoever I want, and you won’t interfere?”

Rebecca and Elizabeth exchanged glances before nodding.

‘Good to hear,” William said with satisfaction.

Rebecca grabbed Rachel’s arm and pulled her forward. “Audrey, give your grandfather a massage. Don’t just stand there while Thalia and Olivia do all the

work!”

Rachel stumbled forward as Rebecca practically threw her behind William’s wheelchair.

Charles moved aside without a word.

I watched as Rachel shot me a panicked glance. Of course she had no clue how to give William his massage – something I’d done countless times over the

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