Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

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62 Exactly What I need

(Winona)

"Winona! Come in. Take a seat," Gus says loudly as I inwardly wince.

I slowly sit across the desk in Jayden's office and remove my sunglasses, trying to gather my thoughts. The light feels harsh, stabbing into my already pounding head.

"Hard night?" Gus inquires, his tone a mix of curiosity and judgment.

"I suppose your watchdogs filled you in. I am entitled to a life, you know," I retort, a bit sharper than intended.

,"My staff know better than to speculate on the private lives of anyone they are detailed to. Privacy is of the utmost importance. It's your eyes giving you away, he responds, leaning back in his chair, scrutinizing

1. me.

I sigh deeply. "My head is mush, but I want to tell you in person that I'm not accepting your offer."

Gus raises an eyebrow, clearly not expecting this. "I appreciate you coming in. But are you sure?"

""Mr. Brennan..."

""Call me Gus."

"Gus. Abby is really my only priority now. Those hours are ridiculous, not to mention the workload," I explain, trying to keep my voice steady.

than made up for those two things," he says, leaning forward,

motivated by money, as tempting as

"So I see."

don't want her groomed and guided to run any corporation, let alone a juggernaut

growing up with Judy Brennan is like. I won't do that to my daughter. I don't think Jayden will either," I

sounding surprised but I don't

not getting involved in that. All I want is for the next six months before Abby's next operation

"Of course."

It's time everyone started saying what they really feel and stopped denying the truth of the matter.

Exactly What I

wanted was a quiet, normal life, raising a baby if we were lucky enough to have on Judy and Ashlyn ruined all of that. Jayden and I almost died in that accident. As it is, it changed our lives forever. I better not

sympathize.

life, instead you left him there enduring the abuse. You're as big a monster as Judy is for staying with Greg." My voice cracks with the weight of my words, and I see Gus is bothered by

his eyebrows, clearly taken aback. "Jayden was never to be harmed by my brother; he knew

and emotional abuse yourself is ever going to be good for a child? Throw in the pressure to run Brennan Industries. You could

that for him," Gus says, his voice softening

have my daughter exposed to this. I won't!" I state

may be slightly drunk still but I'm not stopping now. "You think you all are so

my will, I

to interfere,"

off the security? Just for six months. When 'm

"I'm not sure...

If you have any love for a son you ignored, you'll give

I won't be responsible for what happens. As I drive home, my mind races with everything that's happened. The betrayal, the constant battles, the desperate need to protect Abby. By the time I pull into my driveway, I'm exhausted. Llean my head against the steering wheel