Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

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81 Winona Don't!

(Jayden)

I watched Winona and Ashlyn near the top of the stairs at Palisades Park, their bodies locked in a struggle.

I want to intervene, but I need to stay with the kids. My mind races as I try to process what's happening.

Abby tugs at my shirt, her eyes wide with confusion and fear. "Daddy, why is Mommy hurting that lady?" she asks, her voice trembling.

Before I can respond, the officer who had just left to get coffee comes rushing back.

He sees the struggle and sprints toward them, shouting for them to stop.

The commotion has drawn a small crowd of onlookers, and my stomach knots with anxiety.

"Stay here," I tell Abby and the other kids, my voice firm but gentle. "Everything is going to be okay."

I try to keep my eyes on the scene, watching in horror as it looks like Winona is pushing Ashlyn toward the edge.

Ashlyn screams, "No, Winona! Don't!".

Then she falls, her body rolling down the steep stairs in a terrifying blur.

Winona stands there, her face a mix of shock and rage and then she grabs her head, a scream tearing. from her throat, before collapsing to the ground, "Mommy!" Abby screams, her little hands clutching at me.

I scoop her up, holding her close. "It's okay, Abby. It's going to be okay," I whisper, even though I don't believe it myself.

More police arrive on the scene, their presence adding to the chaos.

The officer who had been with us takes charge, directing the crowd and securing the area. He me pass, his expression grim.

e won't let

"I need to take Bobby and Sarah into care," he says, his voice steady. "You may need to be a witness later.

their faces pale with fear I nod, trying to stay composed. 'Okay. Just

gently takes the children. "We'll take care of

to the stairs, where Ashlyn lies

pain, and she clutches her stomach, moaning about

whimpers, her voice weak. "She

go to Ashlyn.

she tried to kill me. Winona tried to kill me and the

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still on the ground, cradling her head and sobbing. The police try to get her up and she

confusion and despair. I want to believe in her, but the

and I can't ignore what

we need to take statements and gather

into my shoulder. "I understand," I

the paramedics wheel Ashlyn on the stretcher, she continues to moan about losing the baby and how

should have seen Winona wasn't well enough to

Her mind was at

her feet, her face a mask of

her

meets my eyes, and I see the plea for

apart around

officer starts to lead her away, and she looks back at me one last time. "Jayden,

okay," I say,

She wants

the right to remain

on as they read Winona her rights and

watch. I can't help her. I can't

out

nod at Winona, feeling the weight of

exploding, and I'm left standing there,

push Ashlyn? Honestly, after everything, she could've been in

the necklace. Would she sacrifice the child

hands on Ashlyn haunts me, and I can't shake the fear that maybe,