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.

husband now. You're nothing but a sad,

clench my fists. "Jayden and I share a child, Ashlyn. You can't

but I can try," she 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

You think I care

heart races, the fear and fury blending into a potent mix.

edge,

BC Shers Dangerdut.

+25 BONUS

smile sends a

stairs, her eyes locked on mine. The tension is suffocating, and I know

step away," I pleaded, reaching out to her. "You don't

cold, mirthless sound. "Oh, but I do. It's perfect. Everyone will think you pushed me. Jayden will

to pull her away from the edge. "No,

Winona! Stop!" Her voice is a shrill, desperate wail, drawing

the one inching closer to the stairs, using my grip to

"Think about the baby." If I let her go now, the sheer

"This baby is just a tool. You

back, but she resists, twisting and struggling against me.

my efforts. "Everyone

are."

desperation growing. "Why are you doing this?" I cry out,

look crazy. To make everyone think you're unfit to be a mother." The revelation hits me like

me to the bone. "He was easy to buy off. And it worked, didn't it? You're unraveling. Everyone

to those children? To Abby." "Because I win," she

hold her back from the