Divorcing My Husband Over His Stepsister's Secret novel Chapter 287

Anna’s POV:

I quickened my pace, desperate to disappear from Blake’s sight.

My heart pounded against my ribs as I stopped to catch my breath, leaning against the cold airport wall. The noisy crowd around me seemed to grow lender and more irritating by the second.

That’s when I noticed the commotion. Blake had followed me from the courthouse, with a swarm of reporters carrying cameras and equipment right behind him.

“Mr. Wright, where is your wife going? This is the international terminal. Is there something wrong with your marriage?” one reporter shouted.

Another quickly followed, “Mr. Wright, is your stepmother the reason your wife is leaving you?”

I watched as Blake was surrounded, his vision and hearing blocked by the crowd. Even from a distance, I could see the panic rising in him. He looked lost in a sea of people, about to be swallowed whole.

“Move! All of you, move!” Blake shouted, his voice carrying a hint of panic I rarely heard.

My chest tightened at the sound of his voice. It dawned on me that Blake had rushed after me without bringing anyone else with him.

I worried he wouldn’t be able to handle this situation with his condition. I couldn’t call Daniel for help since I’d already thrown away my SIM card.

Blake’s POV:

The reporters swarmed around me like vultures.

Mr. Wright, what’s wrong with you? Everyone look, Mr. Wright is shaking!” one of them yelled.

“He’s trying to take something out of his suit pocket!” another pointed out.

I heard someone say, “Mr. Wright looks like an addict I once saw! Is he looking for drugs?”

Their voices hammered at me from all sides. I couldn’t see properly. Everything went gray, blurry. I felt like I was drowning in the middle of this human ocean, about to be swallowed whole.

I reached into my jacket pocket, desperately searching for my medication. My hands wouldn’t stop shaking.

Something in me snapped. I knocked down one of the reporters, sending expensive camera equipment crashing to the floor. I clutched the pill bottle in my hand, knuckles white.

“If any media outlet publishes false reports or malicious speculation tomorrow, you’ll face the consequences,” I threatened, my voice ice cold.

My words silenced the crowd. But the moment I twisted open the pill bottle, I felt my authority slipping away.

Anna’s POV:

‘Look! He really was looking for drugs! Everyone capture this! It’ll be tomorrow’s headline! Wright Group will definitely take a hit. W threats now?” someone incited the crowd.

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The reporters noticed how Blake’s current state contrasted sharply with his usually elegant and calm CEO image. Someone mentioned Caroline, reminding everyone that Blake had already accumulated quite a bit of negative press.

I lowered my eyes, battling with myself internally. Should I still care about Blake’s situation? If I stepped in now, would I be able to make my flight?

‘Hey, little Anna, I’ll handle this.”

Chapter 287

Seth suddenly appeared before me, and I found tears streaming down my face without restizing it. ile gently pulled my hand i auskar after not seeing him for months, his once sharp features had gained a certain steadiness.

I knew Seth had been going through a lot lately, facing troubles from all sides and preparing to divorce Isabelle. Ite manded to stabilize his inasto, project partnerships and was under tremendous pressure.

Why are you back in the country? Have you sorted everything out? I asked.

Seth shook his head. “There are some things I still need your help with.”

‘Money isn’t a problem,

Seth laughed, ruffling my hair.

responded.

• Woll look at you. That annoying little girl from years ago can now stand up and protect me.

I smiled faintly, enjoying this brief moment of warmth.

“Emily asked me to pick you up, Seth explained. “She said she was worried about you.”

‘I’m fine. It’s just a flight. You’re so

Seth looked at me seriously. “I was worried about you too.

I remembered being angry with Seth because he had hidden the fact that Blake and I weren’t divorced. When Blake had vowed to use business tactics to attack Seth’s company, I couldn’t stand by and do nothing. But these issues had faded with time.

Seth put his arm around my shoulders, guiding me back the way I came.

I nervously stopped and looked at him.

‘Don’t worry, my people have the situation under control outside,” Seth reassured me.

I noticed it had indeed become unusually quiet outside. I didn’t want to appear in front of Blake again, but Seth insisted on taking me out there, as if determined to make me see the situation with my own eyes.

After walking a few steps, Blake came back into my view.

He spotted me instantly, and his typically cold, expressionless face seemed to crack. He tried to break through the distance between us, but it was futile as he was surrounded by several men in black suits. The reporters were separated on both sides, both for protection and control.

Seth cleared his throat and addressed the reporters: “Friends, I’m Seth Price, second son of the Price family. I’d like to share some good news with you today.”

The reporters whispered among themselves:

‘Isn’t he married abroad?”

“Why is he holding Mrs. Wright?

“The drama between these wealthy families is so juicy… good thing we followed Mr. Wright to the airport today. This is worth reporting!”