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?"

that. Maybe it would be easier all

she'll

finds out I've known for this long, she'll want to know why

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

right. But I need you to promise me no more games. Ashlyn and I are married. Winona and I are friends and will be co-parenting. You need to stop meddling

drugged you. But when I heard you had drugs in your system and you'd been

was very confused. But now I feel I'm making my

you married Winona. I

I get why you've done what you've done. But, make no mistake, I will cut you from my children's lives if I have too." "You won't have to. I'll do better. You'll see. Nothing is more important to me than

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

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had to leave

to be what he wanted and the emotional trauma from his obvious

relieved. That's really messed with my head now and the kind of father

that I cared. Him being dead was the

problems 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

her. But it isn't

lay in bed at night remembering how we were intimate together. How we discovered each other and knew all the triggers. We could never resist the

sleep. When I do sleep, I wake in the heat of passion; Winona above me, beneath me, her legs wrapped tightly