Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

My CEO 80

80 She's Dangerous

(Winona)

The officer lets Bobby and Sarah stay for our picnic. He's waiting for us to finish.

I see Jayden staring. I look over there in the distance, spot a familiar figure near the top of the stairs.

My heart skips a beat, and a cold wave of shock washes over me.

It's Ashlyn.

I swallow. What does she want?

She's just standing there with a twisted smile on her face.

I'm still fragile from Abby's disappearance and the revelation about Bobby and Sarah, my chest tightens with a mix of anger and dread.

I'm so tired of all of this. It's time I tried to make peace and include her in our family.

After all, she has Jayden's child inside her and regardless of the circumstance that child will need some stability.

I hand Bobby and Sarah their sandwiches, trying to mask my rising panic. "Stay here with Jayden for a moment," I say, forcing a smile. "I see a friend of ours. I'll be right back." Jayden looks at me, concern etched on his face. "Are you sure?"

I nod, my eyes locked on Ashlyn. "I need to deal with this."

As I approach, Ashlyn's smile widens into a sneer. "Well, how touching," she says, her voice dripping with venom. "The pathetic ex-wife came to make peace, no doubt." "What are you doing here, Ashlyn?" I ask, trying to keep my voice steady, but the quiver betrays me.

my husband now. You're nothing but a sad, pathetic memory. You

clench my fists.

hisses. Her eyes glint with malice. "You know, I've been thinking. Maybe I'll just throw myself down these steps. I don't care if I lose Jayden's baby. I hate kids. It

never wavering. "You think I won't? You think I care about

heart races, the fear and fury blending into a potent

to the edge,

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a chill

mine. The tension is suffocating, and I

pleaded, reaching out to her. "You don't want to do

cold, mirthless sound. "Oh, but I do. It's perfect. Everyone will

grabbing her arm, trying to pull her away from the

starts screaming, "No, Winona! Stop!" Her voice is a

one inching closer to the stairs, using my grip to make it look like I'm

I beg, my heart pounding. "Think about the baby." If I let her go now, the sheer momentum will send her

filled with hatred. "This baby is just a tool. You think I care about it? All

grip tightens, and I try to pull her back, but she

snarls, pushing back against my efforts. "Everyone will

are."

are

in her eyes. "Because I paid your father to take Abby and those other kids. To make you look crazy. To make everyone think you're unfit to be a mother." The revelation hits me like a punch to the

to the bone. "He was easy to buy off. And it worked, didn't

whisper, tears streaming down my face. "How could you do that to those children? To Abby." "Because I win," she spits back, her eyes gleaming with triumph.

hold her back from the edge, my