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.

pale with fear I nod, trying to

gently takes the children. "We'll take care of them," he assures me before leading them

my attention back to the stairs, where

contorted with pain, and she clutches her stomach, moaning about

her voice weak. "She said she'd

to Ashlyn. They stabilize her

tried to kill me. Winona tried to kill me and the baby," she accuses,

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at Winona, who is still on the ground, cradling her head and sobbing. The

want to believe in her, but

like she pushed Ashlyn, and

serious. "Sir, we need to

Abby tighter as she cries into my shoulder. "I understand," I say, my

the stretcher, she continues to moan about losing the baby and how

I should

Her mind was at

feet, her face a mask of anguish and

her behind

see the plea for understanding, the desperate need for me to believe

everything falling apart around us,

me one

okay," I say, but

let her near Abby. She wants you for herself. Watch

the right to remain

as they read Winona

I can't help her. I can't help the woman,

Winona cries out

nod at Winona, feeling the weight of her plea settling heavily on my

and I'm left standing there, holding

down, doubt gnaws at me. Did Winona really push Ashlyn? Honestly, after everything, she could've been in that state of

with the necklace.

hands on Ashlyn haunts me, and I can't