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?"

thoughts about that. Maybe it would be easier all around if I just stayed away

one day, she'll want to

known for this long, she'll

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

Ashlyn and I are married. Winona and I are friends

wanted what's best for you. There never was any proof that Winona drugged you. But when I heard you had drugs in your

very confused. But now I feel I'm

married Winona.

you've done what you've done. But, make no mistake, I will cut you from my children's lives if I have too."

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

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had to

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

wasn't sad when he died. I was happy and relieved. That's really messed

was why he hated me so much. Not that I cared. Him being dead was the best thing that

lot of how my mother was with Winona. Hostile and hateful. I had no problems walking away from everything here to be with Winona back then. At least I'd have her. Now I'm giving her up,

I love her. But it isn't

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

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 me as