Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

My CEO 49

49 Protecting Her (Jayden)

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"Oh damn. My phone isn't in my pocket. It must have come out on the sofa or something." I give Ashlyn a peck on the cheek as she sits in the driver's seat "I'll just pop back and grab it. I won't be long."

"Okay, Hurry." She looks nervous.

"Lock the car doors when I get out. Just in case. Never know who's out and about this time of night." I squeeze her hand before stepping out. ""I will."

I walk through the gate and along the path, the cool night air sharp against my skin. My blood freezes at what I see in the doorway. What the hell is he doing to her? Something inside me surges, a primal protectiveness. I want to rip his head off. Winona is struggling against Phillip in the doorway. Her face is twisted in distress, her arms flailing. I run. up and drag him away from her, my adrenaline spiking, "What the fuck is going on?"

Phillip glares at me, his eyes wild and unfocused, and then bursts into tears. "I'm sorry. I got carried away. I just love her so damn much. She can't even kiss me when you're around." His words slur together, the smell of alcohol heavy on his breath. Pretty sure he's had more than the beers we saw him drink.

"Come on, man. Let's get you into a bed. You're toast." just feel sorry for him at this point, his desperation laid bare.

Winona stands there, looking confused and shaken. I nod at her, trying to offer some reassurance. "He is going to crash hard. Will you be okay?"

She nods, but I can see the doubt in her eyes. The fear. Her lips tremble, and I'm not sure I'm convinced.

is now drooped over my arm, mumbling things I

used to do stupid stuff when I drank too much. But I'd certainly never tried to force myself on the

too. I've never seen him drunk before." Winona's voice

nod, trying to

"Maybe."

Abby will be okay?" I ask, but

is in my arms. Her body feels fragile against mine, and all I want is to protect

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40 Protecting Her

I try to convince both of us. My wife is out in the car.

I can lock myself in Abby's room and sleep

it breaks something inside me. That sounds like

can't stay

The thought of leaving her vulnerable is

in her eyes, the confusion. Her deep, smoldering, sexy eyes. I glance quickly

mouth is an hers. The thrill of our tongues meeting races through my body. I fist her hair and drag her in more, she opens her mouth to me, and I'm flooded with need.

Just us. Just this. Why, why did I ever let her go? Why did I believe my mother and Ashlyn? I should have listened to Winona all along. We could have been together with our daughter,

filled with betrayal. I

and I ever shared hit me all at

"It's my