Chapter 195
Astrid’s POV
I sat on the hard police station chair, scrolling through my social media feeds. Being dragged here in just a bathrobe was beyond humiliating. As a modeling agency executive, I couldn’t risk anyone snapping a photo of me like this.
Someone was shouting about vomiting blood somewhere in the building, but I barely paid attention. Police stations always
had all sorts of chaos going on.
Besides, Audrey’s too healthy to have anything to do with something like blood vomiting.
Just as I had that thought, a police siren wailed outside, startling me. A weird feeling of dread crept up my spine. I looked
around and realized I couldn’t see Audrey or Ethan anywhere.
How long does a simple phone call take?
And where the hell did Ethan go?
I headed toward the hallway where Audrey had gone. The female officer who’d brought us in looked at me strangely.
“Your friend has an emergency and you’re still sitting here?” she asked.
I froze. “What emergency?”
She handed me a phone. “Didn’t you hear the ambulance? That college boy already carried your friend out. You seriously
didn’t notice?”
I took the phone – Audrey’s temporary one. My brain short–circuited. “The person vomiting blood… was Audrey?”
“Who else?”
All the blood drained from my face, My heart hammered in my throat.
How? Audrey was fine just minutes ago. How could she suddenly be throwing up blood?
I sprinted toward the exit, not caring how I looked anymore. As I burst through the doors, I slammed right into someone rushing in – Blake Parker, looking like he was barely keeping it together.
“Astrid, where’s Audrey?” he demanded, gripping my shoulders.
Seeing him, everything clicked. Rage flooded through me. “Blake Parker, you’re divorced! Why can’t you just leave her
alone?”
I grabbed his suit collar. “You’re the one who reported us tonight, aren’t you?”
Blake didn’t try to remove my hand. He just stared at me, cold as ice. “Where is Audrey?”
His indifference pissed me off even more. “You have the nerve to ask? Audrey was so upset by you that she threw up blood!”
I fought to keep my voice steady. “She used to be so healthy, but since the miscarriage, she’s been getting worse. How
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many times has she vomited blood now?”
I could feel tears coming, but I refused to let them fall. “Blake Parker, what exactly do you want from her? Before the divorce, your family bullied her constantly.”
I roughly wiped my eyes with the back of my hand. “And after the divorce, you and your Miss Rose still won’t leave her alone! Tonight we were just playing cards at that hotel, and you had to get us reported for prostitution!”
I finally let go of his collar, contempt filling my voice. “Blake Parker, you don’t deserve Audrey’s five years of love!
I walked past him toward the parking lot, my shoulders trembling slightly, but I didn’t look back.
Blake’s POV
I stood frozen, Astrid’s last words echoing in my head.
“Blake Parker, you don’t deserve Audrey’s five years of love!”
My brow furrowed as I mentally reviewed my history with Audrey.
Five years? What five years?
I first met Audrey three years ago. She was working part–time as grandfather’s caretaker. My relationship with Audrey has only been three years…
Why would Astrid say Audrey has loved me for five years? Had Audrey somehow developed feelings for me before we even met? That made no sense. She never mentioned anything like that.
I dismissed the thought and followed Astrid to the parking lot. As she opened her red sports car door, I slid into the back
seat.
Astrid’s eyes met mine in the rearview mirror, widening with fury. “Bastard! Get out!”
I fastened my seatbelt. “I need to see Audrey.”
Audrey’s POV
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