Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

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Jayden)

"Abby turns three today. She's out of the hospital and I'm finally ready to meet her."

Mother smiles back at me. "It's very exciting. You could've met her before this."

"I know, but she's had such a lot to contend with. I want to be sure she's ready. That I'm ready."

"I think she'll be ready. She didn't miss a beat when she opened her eyes and saw me."

"Wait, you actually met her? How was it?" I'm surprised Mother didn't tell me this.

"I did, and if you're asking if there's any doubt she's yours. There isn't. She could be the spit out of your "mouth at that age. So, you're sure you're ready?"

I nod. "Therapy has really helped me get a handle on things and deal with my memories objectively. The couple sessions have also made Ashlyn and I stronger, I can tell we are gaining a new level of trust for each other." "Great to hear."

"Plus, I'm well aware that once I go into Abby's life as her biological father, I can't then change my mind."

"Have you had second thoughts about that?"

one hundredth thoughts about that. Maybe it would be easier

day, she'll want

I've known for this long, she'll want to know why I didn't step

be easier to just back out. But then you'll miss a lot of her growing up and once

no more games. Ashlyn and I are married. Winona and I are friends and will be co-parenting. You need to stop meddling in my life,

But when I heard you had drugs

right. I was very confused. But now I

when you married Winona. I never

do everything you could to keep this company running until I was ready to be CEO, even more so after my accident. I get why you've done what you've done. But, make no

need her to believe I do, I didn't find anything in Father's office except a rush of the fear and helplessness I'd felt whenever I was

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I'd had

he wanted and the emotional trauma from his obvious hatred of me had come back

wasn't sad when he died. I was happy and relieved. That's really messed with my head now and the kind of father

never known was why he hated me so much. Not that I cared. Him being dead was the best thing that ever happened to me. I knew I could

walking away from everything here to be with Winona back then. At least I'd have her. Now I'm giving her up, and the family we could have been because I'm

her. But it isn't an all-consuming passion that I'd

night remembering how we were intimate together. How we discovered each other and knew all

the heat of passion; Winona above me, beneath me, her legs