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?"

it would be easier all around if

day, she'll want

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

easier to just back out. But then you'll miss a lot of

and I are married. Winona and I are

that Winona drugged you. But when I heard you had drugs in your system and you'd been so determined you didn't

But now I feel I'm making my own decisions

lost you when you married Winona.

be CEO, even more so after my accident. I get why you've done what you've done. But, make no mistake,

sure I believe her. But right now, I 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

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I'd had

constant pressure to be what he wanted and the emotional trauma from his obvious hatred of me had come back

really messed with my head

helped bring that out safely. What I had never known was why he hated me so much. Not that I cared. Him being dead was the best thing

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

my duty and marrying Ashlyn. Yes, I love her. But it isn't an all-consuming passion that I'd shared

intimate together. How we discovered each

toss and turn, trying to sleep. When I do sleep, I wake in the heat of passion; Winona above me, beneath me, her legs wrapped tightly around